An indescribable look flashed across Liam Zhao's eyes, and the aura around him coiled like a dragon or snake.
After a moment, he restrained all his breath.
The strange phenomenon disappeared, and the practice room returned to its usual quietness.
Liam Zhao, who had already broken through the realm of creation, was in a good mood and pushed open the simple wooden door.
The training room is connected to the imperial garden. It is spring now, and a fresh breeze blows towards you with a slight creaking sound.
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