"Transforming force... lets you fly?!"
At that moment, Mo Yun was utterly dumbfounded.
He had read plenty of webnovels in his previous life.
According to those novels, bright force, dark force, and transforming force were all low-martial levels of power. They were strong, but not outrageously so.
Normally, reaching transforming force only meant being able to dodge gunfire with one's physical body, and if too many guns were involved, one still had to flee.
Flying without any external assistance was nothing but a fool's dream.
A martial artist at that level could never possess terrifying combat power like Lin Yanshan's!
But after thinking it over, Mo Yun felt reassured.
This was the High-Martial Xuanhuan World, after all. Mysterious energy drifted through the air, and it most likely provided an enormous boost to martial arts and martial artists alike.
The transforming force martial artists of this world could probably rival great foundation establishment cultivators in the Xianxia World...
And from the scattered scales and claws of information he had gleaned from the Village Master, Mo Yun guessed there were quite a few realms above transforming force...
In that case, if I cultivate martial arts to a profound enough level, I might really attain enduring life and realize the Dao of eternity...
At that thought, Mo Yun's eyes burned with fervor. "Martial arts are great. I've got to train!"
Meanwhile, Lin Yanshan drew a deep breath and shouted into the depths of the Chaos Blade Sect:
"The Chaos Blade Sect must have swallowed a bear's heart and a leopard's gall to dare bully my disciple! Yi Qingshan, you old bastard, get out here at once, or I'll raze your Chaos Blade Sect to the ground today!"
Boom!
The roar exploded as though it had taken solid form, rolling sound waves surging in