If this impact force couldn't even move him a half step.
But in the air, with no ground to stand on and no leverage, that impact became a lethal threat.
Yet Fang Cheng remained unperturbed.
Years of life-and-death battles had taught him to keep his mind icy calm, even as he plummeted uncontrollably.
He quickly assessed the current predicament in his mind.
The drop in air density made his previous step force unable to compress enough solid air walls.
On top of that, the chaotic convergence of high-altitude wind belts could disrupt his balance at any moment.
To conquer the sky, sheer brute force would clearly not suffice.
"Since the density is inadequate, then artificially create thrust!"
On the third second of his fall.
A sharp light flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes as his internal True Qi suddenly altered its path.
He forcibly spread his limbs, forming his body into a "big" shape in mid-air to increase wind resistance and slow down his descent.
