At the mountaintop, fierce winds spilled in every direction, and flowers and grass swayed like green waves.
Long Qing held the pose of throwing a punch, his face filled with disbelief.
"How is that possible..."
His eyes went wide, and stormy waves rose in his heart. Following his gaze, one could see that his right fist had been stopped by a single finger from An Hao.
An Hao's index finger pressed against his fist, giving him the feeling that he was trying to push a mountain.
No!
A mountain was not this hard!
An Hao's hair tips fluttered in the wind. He stared at Long Qing, the corners of his mouth lifting as he smiled and said, "Not bad reactions, but it seems you haven't fully mastered your power yet. Or rather, you have no idea what kind of power you possess at this moment."
The index finger of his right hand pushed lightly forward, and Long Qing felt a force like mountains toppling and seas overturning surge toward him, sending him falling backward. His expression changed drastically, and he instinctively steadied himself, but he still stumbled back several steps before he finally stopped.
The look he gave An Hao carried fear. He swallowed and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"My name is An Hao. Have you ever heard of me?" An Hao asked with a smile. His forcefulness and arrogance withdrew in an instant, and his smile now made one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.
"An Hao?"
Long Qing's eyes widened, and he asked excitedly, "You're Senior Sister An Xin's senior brother?"
When An Hao heard that name, his expression softened even more. He asked, "Is your senior sister well?"
He had not used his divine sense to probe Third Medicine Valley. First, he feared it