Ning Qi flew through the sky. After gradually growing used to flight, he had come to like this way of moving. Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he tapped lightly against the void, and his body appeared in the distance. Whether in comfort or sheer style, it surpassed all his previous movement techniques.
But it had flaws too.
"First, the speed isn't fast enough. Compared to circulating a movement technique and sprinting, it's still a little inferior. Second, the consumption is somewhat high."
That was only normal.
After all, Ning Qi was only in the White Mist Realm right now. The reason he could fly at all was entirely because his own Gang Qi was far too vast.
However, this was no difficult matter for Ning Qi.
He slowly closed his eyes and landed on the tip of a peak. Then he spread his arms, feeling the wind pass through him.
If the speed was not fast enough, then he would increase the speed. If the consumption was somewhat high, then he would lower the consumption.
The Gang Qi within his body churned like mist, manifesting all kinds of true meanings from time to time.
What was Myriad Form True Aura?
It meant embracing all forms and bringing forth all forms. To cultivate such a supreme Cultivation Technique, one had to possess an extremely profound understanding of the myriad forms of heaven and earth. Yet for ordinary people, comprehending even a single form could require an entire lifetime, let alone the myriad forms of heaven and earth. Only Ning Qi could accomplish such a thing.
At his side, Gang Qi surged out, accompanied by all sorts of strange phenomena.
At times it transformed into a True Dragon, coiling around Ning Qi as if to carry him soaring into