Inside the new, broad, and quiet courtyard, Ou Yangming closed his eyes to recuperate. Peculiar air flows fluctuated slowly around him.
At this moment, he seemed to have assimilated into the universe. If one only sensed him without observing him, many cultivators would miss him.
This was an extremely shocking ability but unfortunately, nobody else was inside this courtyard, hence nobody was aware that he could achieve this.
All of a sudden, a faint fluctuation appeared in Ou Yangming's heart as though a ripple was formed from a stone that was thrown into the water. Concurrently, a figure appeared in his mind.
Wu Xuning.
Ou Yangming curled his lips and curbed his thoughts. He awoke from the nearly in-depth meditation.
He opened his eyes and moved his ears slightly, which was when he heard faint footsteps.
