Ji An's hands transformed the Dharma Seal, with weak Spirit Light flickering, white mist enveloped the small courtyard, resembling a rolling sea of clouds under the moonlight.
Crystal-like raindrops linked like strings of White Jade Beads, fell onto the bamboo tower, making a tinkling sound, along with the rustling on the Spirit Plants' leaves, creating a gentle symphony.
When the mist dispersed, the moonlight shone silently, and he felt as if he stood in a lake, the water's light rippling momentarily.
This feeling vanished instantly, like an illusion.
'The aura feels more moist, the consumption of Magical Power is reduced by twenty percent compared to before, the duration of the Magic Technique hasn't increased, but the coverage area has expanded.'
Ji An nodded slightly, as the moonlight caught a smile on his lips.
Tomorrow, he would exert all his strength on the Magic Technique to see how far its range could extend.
