Too Much

Staring at it for a long time, he reached a conclusion. For some unknown reason, today's sunrise truly looked a bit better.

Chen Zui did not understand, but he felt that his hands were itching somewhat at this moment, and he wanted to swing his blade.

He turned his head to look at his two friends, then pinched his own hand, yet still held back. He always felt that practicing the blade now would be a huge dampener.

Although he did not quite understand what a dampener was.

As for Wen Xu, he had already opened his eyes at some unknown point. Through the satin ribbon blindfolding his eyes, he saw wind leaping out from the depths of the cloud layer. Accompanied by the massive solar wheel, just like Xi He driving her chariot in pursuit of the sun, this wind was also chasing the sunlight.

He could not help taking a step forward, wanting to see clearly what kind of wind the wind before his eyes actually was.

However, he could not see clearly, completely unable to see! Even his vision grew increasingly blurry, and he only saw... dizzying black light and shadow.

He slowly closed his eyes, yet in an instant he saw his surroundings, and even the long wind wrapped by the sunlight not far away. They recklessly permeated the entire Juyong Hall, like mischievous children, unfettered and leisurely scattered about.

Wen Xu raised his head and saw the convergence point of the wind—

It was the roof ridge.

Furthermore, it was right at the very center of Juyong Hall's roof ridge. He watched as the wind gathered layer upon layer, wrapped in auspicious strips of spiritual energy, growing larger and tighter. Afterward, it landed on the roof ridge, slowly flowing onto every single tile of the