Whooosh!
The Azure Dragon flapped its wings, and the yellow dust skimmed along the ground.
Three feet below the large campsite, everything was enveloped in a hazy fog of dust; the dew-grass bowed low, the green leaves swayed, water droplets evaporated into white steam, caught up in the whirlwind, and countless tiny insects scurried out in panic.
Wild horses as well, dust as well, and creatures alike—blown by breath!
Those who witnessed the Azure Dragon soaring into the sky widened their eyes in amazement, their mouths agape, pupils dilating.
Passing through the air as if it were empty!
The ability of a Martial Saint!
The Heavenly Dragon, majestic and graceful, moves through the void, standing in the air, with the vast world beneath, there is no place it cannot go, nowhere it cannot stay!
No!
Liang Qu could not possibly be a Martial Saint!
"Still relying on objects for flight?"
