The airflow around his body surged, stirring up a howling gale.
The mountain mist was drawn in by the aura around him, forming visible cyan vortexes of air that spiraled and rose at his sides.
The sight was quite astonishing.
"Hm?"
Mo Daozi grunted in surprise and suspicion.
'This boy is clearly cultivating an extremely profound Wind Element Technique.'
The sheer power generated from stirring the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism far surpassed that of an ordinary Divine Power Realm Martial Artist!
He could even sense that the boy's every breath was in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the wind, as if he were born a king of the wind!
'How could a mere ant at the Early Stage of the Divine Power Realm possess such an arcane Cultivation Technique?'
"Senior Brother,"
