"So it is."
Upon hearing An Jing's calm statement, Xuan Mingyu couldn't help but sigh. He lifted his head, gazing at An Jing, his golden eyes carrying a hint of indescribable emotion: "The paths you can create are definitely not just this one. You can create a second, a third... even infinitely similar paths!"
"You already hold the 'Dao' in your hands, so the roads leading to Dao can naturally branch into billions of paths!
"And not just that, this seemingly crude Path of Qi, you can also easily elevate and optimize it, like..."
Just like now.
An Jing clenched his fist, just as Xuan Mingyu said, the 'Qi' surrounding him had already advanced further.
At this moment, different patterns began to appear on An Jing's skin, flowing with a halo.
