Time flew like an arrow, and another month passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside his cave abode, Xu Yan sat cross-legged. As his magic power circulated slowly, his appearance gradually changed until he had transformed into the likeness of Li Changfeng.
He swept his divine sense over himself. A few breaths later, he nodded, satisfaction written all over his face.
During this month of secluded cultivation, he had not only successfully refined three Ginseng Essence-Restoring Pills and replenished his depleted essence blood.
He had also cultivated the Thousand Illusions Mirage Art, which he had won at the Private Trade Fair, to the sixth level.
At the sixth level, the Thousand Illusions Mirage Art allowed for myriad unpredictable transformations. He could change his appearance and aura to match any cultivator he had seen before, and even cultivators in the Golden Core Realm could not see through his disguise.
Moreover, the sixth-level Thousand Illusions Mirage Art could last for ten days—a difference as vast as that between clouds and mud compared with the first three levels.
With a thought, he returned to his original appearance.
Looking toward the Crimson Sun Sect's Main Peak, Xu Yan's lips curled into a cold smile.
Li Changfeng was remarkably patient. He had actually refrained from coming to find him, which raised Xu Yan's opinion of him a notch.
Xu Yan slowly walked out of his cave abode, then turned into a streak of light and flew toward the Crimson Sun Sect's Main Peak.
He wanted to see exactly what the secret matter Li Changfeng had mentioned was about.
In midair, a peculiar look crossed Xu Yan's face. The formations covering the Crimson Sun Sect's entire Main Peak were now fully activated. Dazzling light filled his vision, as though the sect were facing a formidable