The flowing wind brushed past the deep forest as He Ao opened his eyes from the illusory state, glanced at the forest around him, then at the blazing Sun above his head.
He stretched out his hand, his fingertip tapping on the void, feeling the breeze flowing around him.
In this very moment, the world itself seemed to be stirring because of his actions; that bright sunlight appeared to flicker slightly, as though offering a 'Blessing' to He Ao.
He Ao could clearly feel that his connection with the Martial Arts World had already far surpassed what it had been before.
This was completely different from when he had previously controlled the Martial Arts World; if before, his control over the Martial Arts World had been like pinching a single thread to lift a string puppet.
