, vast like the ocean, completely stilled within Jun Xiaoyao's two fingers.All the young geniuses watching were stunned, their pupils shrinking and hearts pounding."Could it really have stopped""What...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.w, with his talent as Chu Xiao, he wouldn't be just a minor figure in the Chu Imperial Clan. At the very least, he would be a renowned celestial prodigy among the imperial clans.Status won't be much i...