Mu Xingyuan leaped high into the air, yet instead of falling back down due to gravity, he remained suspended in mid-air, like an Immortal God riding the wind.
This scene not only stunned Ji Yunzhou, but even Zhou Yuanjue and the others below the stage narrowed their eyes sharply.
Impossible!
Flight was the stuff of legends. At humanity's current level of power, it was practically impossible. Only by reaching a higher, unknown realm might it become achievable.
But how was Mu Xingyuan suspended in mid-air without falling?
Gravity control?! A staircase of air?! Magnetic levitation?!
Or perhaps…
They all exchanged a glance, a glimmer of understanding dawning in their eyes.
Or rather, the one floating in the air wasn't Mu Xingyuan's real body at all!
"So it's true. He has completely mastered the 'Three Souls Yang Spirit.' The last time I saw him, he could only send out two of his souls."
Bailong remarked with a sigh.
