Feng Yu nodded in satisfaction and raised the bronze mirror above his head.
"Form the array!"
More than seventy cultivators swiftly took up the designated positions under Feng Yu's guidance.
They sat cross-legged and began circulating their cultivation. Streams of pure spiritual power transformed into pillars of light and poured into the shattered bronze mirror.
The cracks in the bronze mirror began to glow, and ancient array patterns spread from its surface, covering the entire floating landmass.
Feng Yu stood at the center of the formation, his arms spread wide.
The essence, energy, and spirit of more than seventy people surged madly into his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Boom—!
His cultivation began to soar.
Tribulation Crossing Peak Stage.
Half-step True Lord.
Early True Lord Stage.
Middle True Lord Stage.
True Lord Peak!
It was still rising!
Cracks began appearing across Feng Yu's body, blood seeping from his pores, but he gritted his teeth and held on with all his might.
"More! Give me more!"
Even more power flooded into him.
Beyond True Lord, Half-step Heavenly Monarch!
At that moment, Feng Yu felt power unlike anything he had ever known.
The laws of heaven and earth lay before him as clearly as open pages in a book. With a casual wave of his hand, the void for dozens of miles around him trembled.
"So this is... the power of a Heavenly Lord?"
Feng Yu lowered his head to look at his hands, his face brimming with ecstasy.
Though it was only half a step, though it could last only for the time it took an incense stick to burn, that single incense stick—
Would be enough for him to tear Chen Changqing into pieces!
Meanwhile, the more than seventy people who had infused him with power