On the bustling streets.
Jiang Chen wove through the crowd, appearing to walk at an ordinary pace, but a closer look would reveal a startling fact.
Not a single strand of hair was disturbed on the people he brushed past!
Jiang Chen was moving at a considerable speed. Even a True Martial Realm Powerhouse, at such a velocity, would inevitably cause fluctuations in the surrounding air. While it wouldn't send people flying, it would at least cause their robes and hair to flutter slightly.
Yet Jiang Chen could keep the airflow fluctuations around his body under perfect control.
"Young lad, your mastery of the Wind Sword Intent is growing more and more profound," the Black Emperor said lazily from his perch on Jiang Chen's back. "It won't be long before you break through to Tier Two of Sword Intent."
Jiang Chen replied coolly, "If I couldn't even manage this level of control, wouldn't I be a disappointment to the Celestial Demon Emperor Venerable?"
