Within the courtyard, a youth in purple clothes stood motionlessly, akin to a statue.
"He truly is comprehending the 'realm'."
Taoi Romero's gaze fell on the area around the youth's body.
Currently, a faintly glowing green energy was flickering on the surface of the youth's body, emanating a deeply profound aura all around.
This aura belonged to the 'realm'.
Taoi Romero was not unfamiliar with this kind of 'realm'.
"The Realm of Wind..."
With a flick of Taoi Romero's hand, a gust of wind whistled past and stormed towards the young man in purple clothes.
Just at that moment, the faint green energy around the surface of the young man's body suddenly intensified, blocking the incoming gusts of wind.
Whoosh!
Above the void, the power of heaven and earth stirred, finally converging into the phantom of seven ancient horned dragons...
"Seventh-order Realm of Wind?"
