The Dongling Mountain Range shrouded by the night.
As a peculiar rhythm spread out, time seemed to come to a standstill, and everything slowed down.
It was unclear how much time had passed.
As Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, the stillness around him suddenly returned to its original state.
The mountain wind blew by, making the leaves rustle, and the shadows of the trees swayed continuously.
The robe on Jiang Ning's body also moved with the wind.
Under the cover of the twilight, his eyes appeared unusually bright at this moment.
[Skill]: Wind and Thunder Steps (Seven times limit-breaking 3/8000) (trait: Wind Breathing, Gale and Lightning, Chasing Wind and Lightning, Wind Rhythm, Shrinking Ground to Inches, Wind Whisperer, Abyssal Tranquility)
[Abyssal Tranquility]: Wind-type Divine Skills.
"It truly is Divine Skills!"
Looking at the explanation on the panel, Jiang Ning revealed a faint smile.
The next moment.
