Night shrouded the Eastern Mausoleum Mountain Range.
As a strange rhythm spread outward, time seemed to freeze in that instant, and all things slowed down.
No one knew how much time had passed.
As Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, the motionless world around him suddenly returned to normal.
The mountain wind swept past, and the leaves rustled as the tree shadows swayed incessantly.
The robes on Jiang Ning's body also fluttered in the wind.
Under the shroud of dusk, his eyes were exceptionally bright.
[Skills]: Wind Thunder Step (Seventh Limit Break 3/8000) (Traits: Wind Breathing, Swift Wind and Lightning, Chasing Wind, Pursuing Lightning, Rhythm of the Wind, Ground Shrinking to an Inch, Wind Whisperer, Abyssal Stillness, Wind Subsidence) [Abyssal Stillness, Wind Subsidence]: Wind-type Divine Ability.
"Indeed, it's a Divine Ability!"
Looking at the description on the Panel, Jiang Ning revealed a faint smile.
The next moment.
He stood atop a peak, gazing at the low, undulating forest beneath his feet before slowly taking a step forward.
In the blink of an eye.
An invisible rhythm spread from his body.
It was an energy fluctuation invisible to the naked eye.
The invisible rhythm spread like ripples. Wherever it passed, Heaven and Earth and all things instantly entered a state resembling stillness.
The summer insects and birds that had been chirping only moments ago abruptly fell silent.
At that moment, Jiang Ning's right foot stepped into empty space. With nothing beneath it to support him, he nevertheless seemed to be stepping on solid ground.
Then he raised his left foot and brought it down once more.
Another invisible rhythm spread from within his body.
Wherever the invisible fluctuation passed, all things trembled in unison, and Jiang Ning's face immediately flushed slightly.
"What an astonishing expenditure!" he exclaimed