Thick, murky smoke billowed out from the windows of a collapsed building.
Wei Tianyang swung his wrist, and a vast amount of soil surged into the window and crevices, sticking to the inner walls. Subsequently, the steel bars were extracted from the concrete, the glowing red-hot iron bars floated in the air and were casually tossed aside, creating a thunderous noise.
With the support of the steel bars gone, the soil, under Wei Tianyang's power, maintained the integrity of the building. Then, Wei Tianyang allowed even finer sand to seep into the cracks, detecting signals from many living people.
More and more sand flowed in, expanding the concrete walls and protecting the injured.
He snapped his fingers, and the concrete crumbled and disintegrated, revealing a thin edifice of soil.
Then, the soil edifice slowly collapsed, like a deflating mattress, enveloping all those trapped and bringing them onto the street.
