Feng Yu nodded in satisfaction and raised the Bronze Mirror above his head.
"Set up the formation!"
More than seventy cultivators swiftly took up their designated positions according to Feng Yu's guidance.
They sat cross-legged and began circulating all their cultivation. Streams of pure spiritual power turned into pillars of light and poured into the shattered Bronze Mirror.
The cracks in the Bronze Mirror began to glow. Ancient formation 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.
Peak Tribulation Transcendence.
Half-Step True Lord.
Early-stage True Lord.
Mid-stage True Lord.
Peak True Lord!
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.
"Again! Give me more!"
Even more power poured into him.
Above 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 like an open book, clear at a glance. With a casual wave of his hand, even the void for dozens of miles around trembled.
"Is this... the power of a Heavenly Monarch?"
Feng Yu lowered his head to look at his hands, his face filled with wild ecstasy.
Though it was only half a step, though it could only last for the time it took an incense stick to burn, that single incense stick—
Was enough for him to tear Chen Changqing to pieces!
Meanwhile, the more than seventy people who had supplied their power were all pale-faced, their