Qin Huai studied the zealous figure of Yang Tianhan before turning his gaze to the stunning bronze realm that stretched out before him.
Indeed, this bronze realm was the epitome of the ancient azure illusion scripture. If he could master this technique, his battle prowess would undoubtedly skyrocket to unfathomable heights. For a martial artist, such a prospect was extraordinarily alluring.
Silently, Qin Huai ascended the transparent staircase.
"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?" Yang Tianhan called from below.
"I want to climb up and take a look," Qin Huai answered with a smile, continuing his ascent.
Looking downward, he observed the boundless forest and the faint bronze patterns adorning the ground. Bronze runes lit up, and a ferocious beast gradually emerged from the bronze ground before darting into the distance.
"Indeed, magnificent," Qin Huai murmured, continuing his ascent.