It was early morning. The Flying Eagle City was bustling as usual.
The city was standing even before the founding of the Wind Roc Empire. Though not as bustling as right now, it was still a city with ancient roots.
Even a Nine Transformations of Soul Realm cultivator can know every secret of the city. Still, the Heavenly Emperor who founded the Wind Roc Empire managed to conquer it and add it in his empire.
Fu Mingwu stood in the small training yard behind the Cloud Wing Antique Shop, sweat dripping down his bare torso.
The morning sun had just risen, but he had already been punching the reinforced wooden dummy for two hours straight.
"Lightning Clap Fist!"
His fist shot forward with a sharp crack. The moment it connected, a faint blue spark of lightning erupted from his knuckles, followed by a heavy internal vibration. The dummy shook violently,slight cracks spreading upon its reinforced surface.
