Fogbound Prison, within the white light at its outskirts.
Whoosh.
A golden rainbow streak flashed. Qin Hao vanished instantly, and when he reappeared, he stood firmly ten thousand meters away.
Compared to when he first began practicing, Qin Hao now wielded the Primordial Feathered Wings Second Form Wing Art with effortless, seamless precision.
But...
Ten thousand meters!
That was also the limit of what Qin Hao could currently achieve with the Primordial Feathered Wings Second Form Wing Art.
That distance was even shorter than what he could cover with the Primordial Feathered Wings' first form, the Bone Wing Art.
"My tribulation power and chaos origin still aren't enough."
Qin Hao frowned.
This outcome was still due to the severe shortage of tribulation power and chaos origin within him. After all, activating the Primordial Feathered Wings Second Form Wing Art required tribulation power and chaos origin to simulate and construct enough bone wings and feathered wings.
The amount of chaos origin and tribulation power required was immense.
Qin Hao already had little tribulation power and chaos origin left. With such enormous expenditure, he naturally couldn't activate the art to its full potential.
"Although I've mastered the Primordial Feathered Wings Second Form Wing Art, my tribulation power and chaos origin... prevent me from bringing out its full potential."
"That also means I can't keep up my Cultivation."
Qin Hao glanced at the Universe Palace and pondered to himself. Although I keep the Great Dao Spirit-Seizing Art active at all times, constantly refining Heaven and Earth spiritual energy and comprehending chaos origin, the white light here contains too little of either.
I simply can't recover quickly in a short time.
He glanced again at his six doppelgangers, who were still sitting cross-legged nearby, practicing Cultivation, and fell into thought once more. While Qin