Dressed in a black cloak, Chen Han appeared once again in Celestial Cloud Town.
In that same instant, he felt several unfamiliar spiritual senses sweep over him... One, in particular, was completely unrestrained, as if trying to pierce his cloak and see his face!
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, a wisp of azure electric light immediately began to slowly circle around him.
POOF! POOF!
When those spiritual senses touched the electric light, they let out miserable shrieks in Chen Han's mind and rapidly withdrew.
"Haha, not bad... You've completely mastered the Wind Thunder Palm."
Emperor Yu's faint laughter rang out.
'That's right!'
Chen Han nodded to himself.
He had already mastered this Mortal Tier Upper Grade Martial Art to the Small Success Realm. He hadn't even used it during his great battle with He Wuhen.
This move was his greatest trump card!
'This is the third time this has happened since I entered Celestial Cloud Town.'
