Slowly, the dormant Primordial Power within him seemed to be tugged, starting to tremble and reverberate, as if unable to resist, wanting to circulate on its own following the Three-legged Body Technique's mantra.
This feeling was identical to when he'd seen this Body Technique for the second time in the Black Market.
Jiang Feng's eyes widened.
He wanted to catch every detail, to figure out why—bit by bit, the characters on the Three-legged Body Technique seemed to morph into footprints, flying off the pages, swirling in front of Jiang Feng, as if a shadow was running above his head.
"What the…"
Jiang Feng felt it was unbelievable.
As a First Grade Qi Refining Realm powerhouse,
he was sure this was no hallucination.
"Hoo!"
But just as he tried to memorize those footprints,
