Changsun Yu's Shock

Before the Feather Transformation Sect's Golden Summit Great Hall, Changsun Yu stood proudly in the air, staring expressionlessly at baby-faced Bai Yunfei.

It was his first time meeting Bai Yunfei.

He bore no grudge against Bai Yunfei.

But their opposing positions had doomed Bai Yunfei to death.

A cold gleam flashed in Changsun Yu's eyes. "You are the Feather Transformation Sect's Sect Master of this generation?"

Above the Golden Summit Great Hall, a breeze swept past, lifting the hem of Bai Yunfei's robes. Standing with his hands behind his back, he nodded. "I am Bai Yunfei, the one hundred and twentieth Sect Master of the Feather Transformation Sect."

"I heard you've been in deathly Secluded Cultivation for the past two years, trying to break through to the Eighth Ban and save the Feather Transformation Sect?" Changsun Yu's words dripped with mockery. It had taken him a hundred years of deathly Secluded Cultivation to break through to the Eighth Ban. Bai Yunfei wanted to succeed after barely more than two years?

A fool dreaming in broad daylight.

Bai Yunfei nodded. "I was in deathly Secluded Cultivation and comprehended quite a few things. Though I'm still one step short of the Eighth Ban, I don't think killing you will be a problem."

Changsun Yu laughed in anger, disdain written all over his face. "The Feather Transformation Sect's Sect Master is actually a useless fool who spouts nonsense and chases wild fantasies. Using the Seventh Ban to strike down the Eighth Ban? You're dreaming in broad daylight."

Bai Yunfei said unhurriedly, "More than a hundred years ago, Zhou Sheng, a disciple of my Feather Transformation Sect, defeated an Eighth Ban cultivator while at the Seventh Ban. How can that be called dreaming in broad daylight?"

Changsun Yu's face instantly turned terrifyingly cold. His gaze fixed on Bai Yunfei, bloodshot madness spreading through his eyes.

What Bai Yunfei had mentioned was an eternal scar in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Changsun Yu asked, "Do you know who the person Zhou Sheng killed was?"

Bai Yunfei frowned in thought. "I believe it was an Eighth Ban Dao Ancestor named Changsun Wuji."

Changsun Yu said coldly, "Then do you know my name?"

Bai Yunfei looked at Changsun Yu, narrowing his eyes without saying anything.

Changsun Yu's face was frosty as he stared at Bai Yunfei. "My name is Changsun Yu. I am Changsun Wuji's younger brother."

Understanding dawned on Bai Yunfei. Pointing at Changsun Yu, he said, "So you're here to avenge your brother?"

Filled with hatred, Changsun Yu said, "Zhou Sheng killed my brother, but he also died at the hands of the Supreme Dao Sect's Supreme Patriarch. I cannot personally avenge myself upon him, so I will destroy the Feather Transformation Sect and console my brother's spirit in heaven."

Bai Yunfei said bluntly, "Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. You cannot destroy the Feather Transformation Sect."

Changsun Yu scoffed. "Cannot destroy it? What a joke."

"Other than you, what formidable figures does the Feather Transformation Sect have now?"

"Could it be those few people over in the Scripture Pavilion?"

"One is merely at the Sixth Ban, accompanied by three Third Ban disciples. Adding you, a Seventh Ban cultivator, who in the Feather Transformation Sect can stop me?"

Changsun Yu spread his hands and looked arrogantly at Bai Yunfei, not taking Lin Jiufeng in the Scripture Pavilion seriously at all.

Bai Yunfei paid no attention to Changsun Yu's arrogance. Instead, he looked toward the Scripture Pavilion in surprise. "Senior Brother broke through to the Sixth Ban?"

He clearly remembered that before entering Secluded Cultivation, his senior brother had only just broken through to the Third Ban.

Only a few years had passed, and he was already at the Sixth Ban?

Why did it feel as though his senior brother, rather than him, had been the one in deathly Secluded Cultivation?

Before the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Jiufeng sensed Bai Yunfei's gaze and smiled faintly. "Junior Brother, it has been a long time."

Bai Yunfei nodded and congratulated him. "Senior Brother has entered the Sixth Ban. Congratulations."

"But I cannot offer even the slightest help in today's crisis," Lin Jiufeng said ashamedly. If he were given a few more years, he might be able to fight this Eighth Ban Dao Ancestor.

Bai Yunfei smiled. "Crisis? The Feather Transformation Sect has no crisis. He is merely an Eighth Ban Dao Ancestor."

"Nothing to worry about!"

Bai Yunfei's boast enraged Changsun Yu. He narrowed his eyes as his aura boiled and surged higher and higher. His cultivation arts and divine abilities began to circulate, and from within his body came a sound like the Milky Way pouring down from the Nine Heavens, cascading without end.

Boom!!!

Thunder roared between heaven and earth as furious winds howled and swept through the surroundings, making him seem like an unparalleled Dao Ancestor controlling the winds and clouds.

At this moment, Changsun Yu stood alone in the void, radiating light from his entire body. He was like a furnace of heaven and earth, scorching all ten directions, his powerful aura making countless people tremble.

An Eighth Ban Dao Ancestor was no empty title.

Within the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Jiufeng felt that aura. Though it was not directed at him, the pressure was still immense.

If he faced it head-on, then even with the strength of One Hundred Dragons One Hundred Elephants, he was likely no match in a single exchange.

Though the Sixth Ban and Eighth Ban were separated by only two realms, the gap between them was as vast as clouds and mud.

At this moment, the entire Golden Summit Great Hall was enveloped in holy light, like a bronze furnace refining the world, unbreakable by anything. Changsun Yu stood in its midst like a god!

No technique could touch him. Like a mountain, like a great peak, he stood immovable. He was also like the blazing sun, shining brilliantly, the light he cast making others unable to look directly at him.

"And you still say there is nothing to worry about?" Changsun Yu's voice boomed like an enraged deity's, questioning Bai Yunfei.

The other members of the Supreme Dao Sect erupted in cheers at this sight. Such was the power of an Eighth Ban Dao Ancestor.

Hearing their cheers, Changsun Yu felt smug. So long as no Ninth Restriction cultivator emerged in this world, he stood at the pyramid's very peak.

But when he looked at Bai Yunfei, he found that Bai Yunfei showed not the slightest panic or fear. Under his pressure, Bai Yunfei remained as calm as a breeze brushing his face, relaxed and natural, as though he had merged with heaven and earth.

Rather than answering Changsun Yu's question, Bai Yunfei asked, "How did Zhou Sheng kill your brother across realms back then?"

Changsun Yu's face darkened. "Why are you asking that?"

Bai Yunfei smiled and stepped forward. "Was it this cultivation art?"

Boom!!!

The aura around him suddenly erupted and blasted toward the heavens. In an instant, a dazzling immortal radiance rose into the air, blotting out the sky and sun. It directly shattered Changsun Yu's Eighth Ban aura, shaking the firmament as waves surged and poured down to blanket everything.

At this moment, Bai Yunfei stood before the Golden Summit Great Hall with an aura that seemed capable of swallowing heaven and earth!

From within his body, a stretch of pure white Dao light evolved, piercing the clouds and transforming with utmost splendor beneath the firmament.

Within that white Dao light, a world slowly took shape, containing the laws of living beings being born and dying.

All things arose and perished in silent stillness.

Changsun Yu stared dumbly. He had seen this scene before.

Unbidden, his mind returned to more than a hundred years ago, when from far away he had personally witnessed Zhou Sheng similarly evolve this stretch of white Dao light and kill his brother.

Changsun Yu looked at Bai Yunfei in shock and fury, gritting his teeth. "Th-this... is the Feather Ascension Scripture?"

The moment those words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

No one was unfamiliar with the Feather Ascension Scripture.

It was the Feather Transformation Sect's supreme canon, an ultimate Dao scripture renowned throughout the Cultivation World. It was a secret art lost three hundred years ago. A century ago, in Zhou Sheng's final dance, his great comprehension had brought the lost Feather Ascension Scripture back into the world—and taken away the Supreme Dao Sect's genius, one who had not appeared in five thousand years.

But with Zhou Sheng's death, the Feather Ascension Scripture had also been lost once more.

How could Bai Yunfei know it?

Changsun Yu stared fixedly at Bai Yunfei. His once-steady composure had long since vanished as he roared, "How do you know the Feather Ascension Scripture?"

Bai Yunfei did not answer. He attacked directly.

At this moment, he resembled an ancient Dao Ancestor. White Dao light surrounded him as he evolved the Human World, accompanied by razor-sharp Dao awls, their radiance chilling through the ages.

"More than a hundred years ago, Zhou Sheng used the Seventh Ban to strike down your brother."

"More than a hundred years later, I, Bai Yunfei, can likewise use the Seventh Ban to strike you down."

"You two brothers will both be buried beneath the Feather Ascension Scripture."