Fang Cheng couldn't help but let his mind wander.
The realm he eagerly anticipated, the awakening of mythic Talent, now seemed not so unattainable after all.
With a soft exhale, Fang Cheng calmed the slight restlessness in his chest.
Then, with agile grace, he flipped his body, landing silently on a thick horizontal branch like a weightless feather.
He shook his arms that had been exerting force, feeling a pleasant soreness from deep within his muscles.
Fang Cheng did not continue with high-intensity training.
Conserving energy to meet the upcoming battle in the best condition was the wisest choice.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Fang Cheng suddenly sensed something.
A faint and indistinct Spiritual Link ripple was like a small stone cast into a calm lake, creating slight ripples.
It seemed Xu Hao had already collected some valuable information.
However, that guy appeared to be hesitating about something, not yet passing on specific messages to him.
