"It's already starting."
Leo weakly uttered, staring beneath as he sensed the aura of Jerome already breaking through the thin barrier.
Visibly twisting the atmosphere nearby as the wind began to churn crazily around him- a testament to his cultivation technique that focused on the aspect of wind.
Crackle~ Crackle~
Still, not a second passed. After his aura was on the verge of entering the core formation realm, the sound of crackling lightning, dyed in vibrant green, began to emerge from the gaps of the void.
Visibly attracted to the scent of a forming gaseous core within the depths of Jerome's body as they began to threateningly churn.
Sending streaks toward the surface of Jerome's body, only to be deflected by the thin layer of wind around him.
Boom!
Soon, feeling that the time was right. Leo, within the thick branches above the canopy, unhurriedly took out a seemingly ordinary stone from his inventory.
