Woosh!
Above the horizon, Qin Yang in a white robe descended from the sky. With a flash, he landed back on the ground, exuding an ethereal aura. He raised his gaze, looking at the disciples of the three sects, whose blood was already boiling with excitement.
"Does everyone want to achieve this one day?"
On the wide stone platform, Qin Yang stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips. His clear voice resonated in the ears of every disciple.
Hearing Qin Yang's words, everyone was taken aback for a moment, then their eyes lit up with excitement.
"Yes!!!"
Everyone shouted in unison. Who wouldn't want to learn such a skill?
"Young Master Qin, are you really going to teach us such an important magic technique?"
Gu You, the elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, stepped out with excitement plastered all over his old face and asked respectfully, gathering his courage.
"Indeed."
Qin Yang smiled and nodded.
