The Firework Dazzling Shadow Art—this was Lin Fei's proud creation.
However, cultivating this art to his level was not something that could be achieved overnight.
At the very least, one had to reach the Golden Core Realm and attain a certain level of comprehension of the true intent of fire.
Only then could the art's full power be unleashed.
Yet even if one could only wield one percent of its speed, that was still eight kilometers per second.
That was equivalent to more than twenty times the speed of sound.
For Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators, this was already an unattainable speed.
Even some Golden Core Realm Cultivators could not reach such velocity.
Lin Fei sent his son back to Yanggu City.
He opened a Space Gate and brought back the Peacock Demon King, Little White, Qingqing, Yan Qingcheng, and the others.
The Demonic Womb clone remained on Venus for the time being, watching over those Demon Kings and great demons while drilling the grand formation.
The Peacock Demon King's injuries had yet to recover and required time to heal.
Now that the Mystic Heart Sect and Ruan Yu were gone, Lin Fei had no way to obtain heavenly-grade spirit pills to restore the Peacock Demon King's injuries.
He could only make up for it with time.
Ten years later.
The injuries of the Peacock Demon King and Long Aotian had both healed.
The two still regarded each other with hostility, as incompatible as fire and water.
They nearly tore down the Lin Family residence.
With no other choice, Lin Fei handed Long Aotian over to the Demonic Womb clone first, then personally led the Peacock Demon King and the others toward the Blood Demon Treasury.
Before setting out, he made arrangements in advance.
Using the aura of the Blood Soul