A moment later, Fang Han opened his eyes and moved.
SWOOSH—
In the courtyard, the cyan-robed figure transformed into a barely perceptible streak of light.
There was no whistle of rushing air, no rustle of fluttering robes. Even his afterimages were too faint to see.
He was like a true wisp of wind, weaving silently between the bamboo grove and the courtyard walls.
His turns were seamless, and his movements were utterly silent.
Achieving the Minor Achievement Realm in the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique had elevated his Wind Realm.
In terms of his comprehension of the Wind Realm alone, he already met the requirements for the Minor Achievement Realm of the Wind God Step. All he lacked was a deeper understanding of the Body Technique itself.
Naturally, his training progressed at an incredible speed, as if he were strapped to a rocket.
'If it weren't for that ten-day delay recovering from my injuries...'
A trace of regret flashed through Fang Han's mind.
