Son of the tyrant of the Tang Empire
23 Air Dance

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In the blink of an eye, a year and three months had passed while it was cultivating in the depths of the sea.

At this time, Yang Hao was already fifteen years old.

On this day, in the vast East China Sea, the sky was clear and blue. A flock of seagulls flew in the sky, creating waves on the calm water surface.

What a peaceful world.

" Gu gu…" Suddenly, the sea water on the surface of the sea began to boil. Waves spread from the depths of the sea. Finally, a pitch-black figure appeared in the sea.

The figure was standing on the water below, but his body was floating straight up, as if he was taking an elevator.

" Rumble…" Following that, there was a thunderous explosion.

A silvery-white airwave suddenly burst out from his body. The terrifying airwave instantly detonated the seawater under his feet, causing countless splashes to shoot in all directions, raising a huge wave. The sound reverberated for more than a hundred feet, scaring the seagulls in the distance. They flapped their wings and flew into the sky in panic.

" Swish…" Then, in disbelief, his body also turned into an arrow. His body was covered in a layer of rolling transparent air currents, and he rushed into the sky with a trace of his tail. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the horizon.

Flying?

That's right.

At this moment, Yang Hao was flying.

As for the flying technique, it was a mission that Xiao Ling had created using the Dragon Pearl's Air Dance Technique. It had been deducing for more than a year and had only succeeded yesterday.

But why did he fail before?

In fact, it was still a failure in terms of energy. At the very least, internal energy was not enough to support a martial artist's flight. Then, pure true energy seemed to be lacking a little.

In the end, Xiao Ling had to combine her true qi and spiritual energy to push away the gravity of the world and perfectly deduce the flying technique.

It had to be said that the combination of internal strength and spiritual power had created a semi-finished shadow clone. Now, the combination of true qi and spiritual power had created a perfect shadow clone and the dance technique.

From the looks of it, this mysterious power was extremely powerful and possessed all kinds of inconceivable wonders. It was like the magic power mentioned by the Daoists, the divine power mentioned by the Divine Dao, and the Buddhist power mentioned by the Buddhist Sect. It had endless magical uses and was shocking.

At the same time, it was also the main object of Xiao Ling's research and deduction.

" Phew…" With the help of the Air Dance Technique, Yang Hao only needed the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to see the darkness in front of him. It was the coast of the continent and some islands around it.

" Swoosh…" Then, he made a turn in the sky, leaving behind a wave of air as he rushed south. Finally, he descended from the sky and arrived on Peach Blossom Island.

" Rong 'er..." At this moment, Yang Hao looked at the deserted Peach Blossom Island. He couldn't find Huang Rong and shouted loudly.

"Young Master Yang, Rong 'er couldn't wait any longer and ran out to play a year ago.”At this moment, a figure came from the distance. He was dressed like a scholar and held a half-read book in his hand. He smiled and bowed to Yang Hao.

"So it's Senior Zhu." Hearing Zhu Ziliu's words, Yang Hao turned around and smiled.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Zhu Ziliu shook his head and said humbly.

"Oh right, Senior Zhu, you're almost at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. You have to work harder recently. It's best if you can break through to the Xiantian Realm before I bring you guys across the world.”Yang Hao reminded.

Zhu Ziliu's expression turned serious when he heard that. However, a burning light flashed in his eyes. After all, no martial artist could resist the temptation of being able to go to a world of high martial arts and see the glory of Xiantian, Grandmaster, and Great Grandmaster.

"Young Master Yang can rest assured, we will work hard.”Zhu Ziliu nodded and said solemnly.

"Alright, I'll be leaving then." Yang Hao smiled faintly. Following that, a crashing sound of wind and waves rang out. His body was covered in a layer of air current as his figure instantly soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a meteor and disappeared into the horizon.

Zhu Ziliu was left dumbfounded. He looked up at the sky. His mouth could fit a golf ball. The book in his hand fell to the ground. After a long time, he finally said,""Young Master Yang is truly a god."

Flying was too satisfying for Yang Hao, but it was too shocking for others. Zhu Ziliu could not be blamed for losing his composure.

After leaving Peach Blossom Island, Yang Hao returned to Luoyang and called for Lan Shiniang, Zhang Moyue, and the others. He listened to the development of his forces in the past year and met with the Tiger Guards and the Sparrow Guards to see how the seven children were growing. He took care of some miscellaneous matters and made a fortune in a few days.

……

……

The world of the Great Tang!

" Xiu…" A silver light flashed. At this moment, Yang Hao had returned to his palace in Luoyang's Imperial Palace.

At the same time, Yang Hao's clone also took a step forward and turned into a wisp of smoke that fused into Yang Hao's body. There wasn't much smoke and it was very thin. If Yang Hao didn't return in a few days, this semi-finished shadow clone would probably disappear on its own.

However, this smoke was not important now. Instead, the wisp of mental energy in the depths was still extremely tenacious. It was absorbed by Yang Hao and instantly browsed through the pitiful, monotonous and meaningless memories.

The memories of the past 50 days were all the same. There was nothing much to say.

"As expected, the world of the Great Tang is so rich in the essence of the world. Even in the bustling Luoyang, I only need to sense it for a moment, but I can't wait to cultivate. It is more than a hundred times denser than the depths of the sea.”A moment later, a deep sigh rang out. Yang Hao then draped an expensive robe over his body and closed his eyes to rest. He wasn't cultivating. At the same time, he was waiting.

Wait until it was dark or late at night.

Time passed quickly. Soon, the sun was setting and darkness descended on the earth. Then, a quiet night arrived.

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