Future? Present?

Whoosh! The azure dragon beat its wings, and yellow dust flowed close to the ground.

Three feet beneath the great-tent camp, everything was swallowed by a hazy veil of dust. Dewy grass bent low, emerald leaves swayed, water droplets steamed into white vapor and were swept into the vortex of the long wind, while little green bugs scurried out in panic.

Wild horses, dust motes—living things blew upon one another with their breath!

Those who personally witnessed the Azure Dragon soar into the heavens and vanish into the clouds all looked up in astonishment. Xihe Prefecture's "Three Elites" were even more shocked, their mouths hanging open and pupils contracting.

Crossing through the air!

The power of a Martial Saint!

The Soaring Celestial Dragon walked on air, standing suspended in the sky. Vast as the world was, there was nowhere it could not go, nowhere it could not remain!

No! Liang Qu could not possibly be a Martial Saint! "He was still flying by relying on an object?"

Yin Yingbo stared intently at the wing-beating Azure Dragon, his brows tightly furrowed as his mind raced.

That man had not entered True Image. It could not be a Divine Power.

A Divine Power Seed?

Burying one's own studies as a Divine Power Seed could indeed bring an inconceivable minor transformation. It could allow a person to fly directly, though that was still extraordinarily difficult.

And while it was understandable for an ordinary person to bury a flight technique, given Liang Qu's talent and future, his ambitions would never be confined to a Grandmaster Divine Power. Bai Guangyi was an example, but the fact remained that he had entered True Image early and could easily become a Young Dragon. Martial Saint should have been Liang Qu's goal, so flight could only be an