"Spirit Jade, appear!"
Qin Yang gestured with his right hand, and the piece of spirit jade that he had previously stored in the spatial storage talisman, the size of half a small bed, appeared and floated in mid-air, enveloped in spiritual power.
Shush!
Qin Yang waved his right hand, and a cyan wind blade swept across the spirit jade, slicing off approximately a quarter of it.
Qin Yang returned the remaining three-quarters of the spirit jade back into the spatial storage talisman.
"Wind Blade Strangulation."
Qin Yang formed a seal with both hands, letting out a low cry.
In front of him, a rapidly spinning cyan airflow formed, made up of countless tiny wind blades, rotating at an incredible speed.
"Go."
Qin Yang tossed the quarter piece of spirit jade into the cyan airflow.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Under the grinding of countless tiny wind blades, the quarter piece of spirit jade quickly turned into fine, glistening white powder.
