Lin Yi took one step forward.
And an indigo light appeared before the second step landed.
It was not the spatial distortion of a movement technique building to completion. It was immediate, a column of deep indigo cutting through the upper atmospheric layer of the Allheaven Expanse with the specific quality of something that did not travel through space so much as it chose a location and occupied it. The light existed, and then the man within it existed, and the transition between those two states was not observable.
