Li Feng slowly stood back up and couldn't help but feel strange.
Looking at Fen Ling, who now stood a distance away with that same smile, he couldn't help but remember the moment ago.
It wasn't that she was overwhelmingly strong… but rather that she felt… ordinary.
There was no heavy killing intent, no sharp battle intent, and no oppressive pressure that usually came from a powerful cultivator.
Her presence was calm, almost gentle... like a tranquil lake hiding a sleeping dragon.
Because of this, Li Feng had subconsciously let his guard down just a little.
He rubbed his chest lightly and looked at Fen Ling with a complicated expression.
"Your Majesty… what was that just now?" he asked, his voice carrying clear confusion.
"I didn't feel any killing intent or battle pressure at all. It was like you were just… walking normally."
Empress Fen Ling smiled faintly, her eyes curving beautifully.
"That is one of the basic techniques of our Long Family called [Dragon Breathing]."
