Lingxi Peak, midway up the mountain, in the Training Room area.
The stone door to a Level C Training Room was shut tight, isolating it from the clamor of the outside world.
Yang Jing stood in the center of the stone room. He sank into a low horse stance, fists clenched, as his Inner Qi slowly circulated, coalescing into a faint white glow on the surface of his skin.
He took a deep breath. Following the Heart Method of the Mountain-Breaking Seal, he channeled his Inner Qi and threw a punch. The edge of his fist cut through the air, creating a dull whistling sound.
The punch was fierce and domineering, carrying the force to shatter mountains and split stone. Yet, as it struck empty air, the power didn't dissipate in the slightest. His control over his Inner Qi was seamless.
