"This is a kind of Gravity-like ability that I can control with my will."
Chen Yun murmured in his heart, and new curiosity and a desire to explore immediately arose.
To further test this ability, he carefully focused his attention on a chair in the room, attempting to exert gravitational influence over that area.
After a long while.
A gentle breeze caressed the surroundings, as tender as the most gentle fingers of the dawn light, threading through every corner of the yard.
In this soft breeze, the chair remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.
It seemed the breeze itself held a hint of respect for the chair, merely gliding gently by it, stirring the fine dust around it.
Seeing that the chair did not react for a long while, Chen Yun felt somewhat embarrassed and ceased staring at it after some time.
