Just as the shadow of the "giant hand" was about to strike Jiang Yifeng, a massive golden portal descended from the sky, landing right between Jiang Yifeng and the shadow. Beneath the portal stood a figure, and it turned out that the enormous portal was being carried by someone.

Jiang Yifeng frowned, feeling that the person under the portal looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Liang Zhilei? However, Liang Zhilei no longer had his former vigor. Now, he appeared both old and frail.

He glanced at Jiang Yifeng, then at the shadow of the "giant hand," muttering to himself, "Good, I made it in time!" With that, Liang Zhilei seemed to deflate, spitting out a mouthful of blood and collapsing to the ground, never to rise again.

As Liang Zhilei fell, the golden portal fully opened. No one emerged from it, but it swallowed the shadow of the "giant hand." Jiang Yifeng immediately approached Liang Zhilei, confirming that he had no signs of life or soul. Jiang Yifeng showed no anger or sorrow; instead, he quietly absorbed Liang Zhilei's body into his inner world, burying him in a place of scenic beauty.