All of Dragon City was bustling that morning.
Crowds packed the streets, craning their necks to look at the figure wrapped in golden light in the sky.
Even Martial Kings had appeared, let alone ordinary people. The crowds were a sea of heads, and sunglasses had sold out across Dragon City that morning.
Almost everyone stared at the figure in the sky, desperate to glean even the slightest insight into the Martial Dao. Yet many could only scratch their heads in frustration, blaming their poor aptitude and insufficient talent as they anxiously watched the spectacle overhead.
An hour passed, then two...
Time flew by, and the figure in the sky finally moved!
The sight almost brought tears of excitement to those who had been watching without blinking.
"He moved! He moved!"
"Is he entering the second stage?"
"I didn't gain any insight earlier. I have to seize this chance!"
Even the Great Grandmasters and Martial Kings stared unblinkingly at the figure glittering with golden light.
The figure in the sky spread his arms, palms facing upward.
What kind of movement was that?
Many people began imitating it.
They exchanged bewildered looks...
"Did you understand anything?"
"Hmm, I think I feel something..."
"What do you feel?"
"I was tired from sitting just now. Stretching my arms like this made me feel much better."
"..."
A vast crowd of Martial Artists imitated the phantom in the sky.
Even inside Dragon City Martial Arts School at that moment.
Many third- and fourth-year Heavenly Prides had emerged from seclusion to watch.
"Zhan, can you make anything of it?"
Xiao Zhan's expression was grave. This was his first time witnessing such a scene.
Yet his first thought was-if that guy were here, would he be able to figure something out?
He thought of Lin Shuguang,