Tribulation

Yan Chihuo gave a shake and transformed into a Fire Phoenix, soaring into the air. He looked over his pair of wings, and a sudden whim struck him. Now that I've devoured the Snowfeather Mystic Ice Roc's soul as well, could I turn one wing into the Snowfeather Mystic Ice Roc's icy wing while keeping the other as a Fire Phoenix wing?

With that thought, he secretly cast a spell. With a soft puff, one wing indeed transformed into the wing of a Snowfeather Mystic Ice Roc, while the other remained a Fire Phoenix wing. Yet with ice-attribute and fire-attribute arts opposing each other, his flight speed instead declined.

Yan Chihuo withdrew his dharma body and returned to his original form. He had never imagined that achieving minor mastery of the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations would produce such an effect.

Only then did he understand why, after fusing seventy-two souls, the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations could transform him into anything at will. After a brief moment of thought, he extended both hands. One became a phoenix claw, the other a dragon claw, each emanating a completely different aura of true spirit.

Yan Chihuo thought, If I had achieved minor mastery of the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations earlier, then back on Phantom Sky Mountain, when facing the attacks of that Eagle Demon and Snake Demon, all I would have needed was to show this trick. There would have been no need to first transform into phoenix claws and then dragon hands.

Now was not the time to study the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations. Yan Chihuo transformed into a Fire Phoenix again and flew toward Crimson Cloud Mountain. At his current flight speed, he arrived at Crimson Cloud Mountain before long.

Though Crimson Cloud Mountain was not as lofty and majestic as Phantom Sky Mountain, it