From inside the house, he moved to the courtyard.
Jiang Ning looked up at the sky.
At this moment, the sky was faintly bright, a grayish haze, with the sun yet to rise.
The air was filled with moisture coming from the lake.
On the bamboo leaves in the courtyard, dewdrops had now formed.
The next moment,
his figure leaped, quickly scaling the wall to exit.
Within a few bounds, he arrived on a huge rock near Chaotic Beach.
The lake surface was blurry, shrouded in mist, making visibility poor.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning nodded in satisfaction.
"There's no one around, it's a good time!"
Immediately,
Jiang Ning stretched out his hand towards the lake, his fingers spread wide.
"Clouds, arise!"
In an instant,
the two words he uttered seemed to be a divine command.
Above the lake, mists churned.
If someone looked up at the sky, they would see, in the higher skies,
mists rushing in from all directions.