As evening fell, the lingering rays of the setting sun bathed the True Inheritance Courtyard in a warm, golden light.
Inside Courtyard 35, the bamboo grove rustled in the evening breeze. A few bamboo leaves spiraled downward, tracing graceful arcs through the twilight.
Fang Han stood in the center of the clearing, his eyes closed in concentration.
The Heart Method of the Wind and Cloud Escape flowed through his mind. The incantations, Step Techniques, and Force Manipulation Methods—all of which he knew by heart—now unfolded slowly in his mind's eye like a painted scroll.
He activated his Wind Realm, using it to verify every key aspect of the Body Technique.
He opened his eyes.
His figure blurred into motion.
SWOOSH—
In the courtyard, the figure in the green robe seemed to transform into a wisp of invisible wind.
There was no sound of rushing air, no rustle of fabric, and even his afterimage was too faint to be seen.
He simply "vanished."
