Walking on Air, a Celestial Person Realm Art
In his view, since this phantom could release Sword Intent, it must be Lu Feng's true form.
His sword had already pierced the true form.
Even if there is a backlash from the Sword Qi, he can withstand this attack and still pierce Lu Feng's heart with a single sword strike.
Zhao Changgeng did not dodge. He took the Sword Qi head-on.
"Laugh!"
The Sword Qi pierced through his shoulder blade, blood gushed out, and the excruciating pain instantly turned his face deathly pale.
However, he didn't care at all.
Because his sword had already pierced through Lu Feng's body.
No blood, no obstruction.
Another phantom.
"Impossible!"
Zhao Changgeng looked utterly incredulous.
Ignoring the excruciating pain in his shoulder blade, he abruptly turned around.
A black figure had already appeared behind him.
The Ink-Sunken Saber was imbued with a sharp Sword Intent, its edge slicing through the air.
Zhao Changgeng was severely injured in his right shoulder, his True Essence was disordered, and his whole body was stiff, so he had no time to react.
He could only watch helplessly as the Sword Qi pierced through his chest.
Zhao Changgeng's body froze on the spot.
His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but only blood welled up in his throat.
He was still filled with disbelief.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully defeating Great Grandmaster of a higher level and obtaining the Celestial Person Realm cultivation technique: Walking on Air;]
[Ding! Obtained 10,000 Low-Grade Origin Crystal;]
A system notification sounded.
Upon hearing the system notification, Lu Feng squatted down, untied the storage bag from Zhao Changgeng's waist, and put it into his pocket.
Then he straightened up and shouted in the direction of the boulder:
"Come out."
Ji Qingqing and the others hurriedly emerged from behind the boulder.
Many people's legs were still weak, and their steps were trembling.
They witnessed Lu Feng kill Zhao Changgeng. The genius of the Headquarters Demon-Slaying Bureau, Great Grandmaster, died here.
Let's go.
Lu Feng glanced at the crowd, said nothing, and took the lead in flying towards the city.
He knew what these people were afraid of.
They were afraid he would silence them. After all, they had witnessed the whole thing and knew that Zhao Changgeng had died at his hands.
If this gets out, no matter the reason, it will be a huge problem.
Ji Qingqing stood there, watching Lu Feng's departing figure, then looked back at the pale-faced team members behind her.
Lin Amei was the first to take a step and chase after Lu Feng.
"Let's go. If the master wanted to kill us, he would have done it already."
Ji Qingqing said something in a low voice and followed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed.
Lu Feng was at the very front of the group, deliberately keeping his speed very slow.
Ji Qingqing and the others had limited cultivation levels and were all injured, so they could only maintain this speed even if they traveled at full speed.
At this moment, Lu Feng still had a small portion of his True Essence remaining; the battle just now had consumed far more energy than he had anticipated.
He took out a Origin Recovery Pill from his pocket and swallowed it, feeling the medicinal power slowly dissipate in his dantian before he felt relieved.
The power of the Phantom Sword Art after it was mastered was even greater than he had imagined.
Six phantoms, each capable of releasing a sealed Sword Qi, the Sword Qi of which is comparable to Great Grandmaster's strike.
Even Great Grandmaster like Zhao Changgeng was fooled by the illusion and took a direct hit from a Sword Qi.
He unleashed the Phantom Sword Art with all his might, directly draining nearly half of his True Essence.
Including the energy depleted during his previous battle with the White-Foreheaded Tiger Demon King, he now only had about 30% of his True Essence remaining.
Fortunately, he had a perfect foundation in the Five Elements Primordial Chaos Art, True Essence recovered much faster than that of ordinary people.
After taking one Origin Recovery Pill, it won't be long before you're back to 70-80% of your former self.
As he flew, he focused his consciousness into his mind and opened the system panel.
[Host: Lu Feng]
[Cultivation Level: Early Grandmaster]
[Cultivation Techniques: Nine Extremes Heaven-Breaking Slash (Level 3); Phantom Sword Art (Mastery); Hundred Beasts Body Tempering Art (Level 3); Walking on Air (Beginner)]
[Perfect Martial Arts: Phantom Steps, Five Elements Primordial Chaos Art, Immeasurable Golden Body Art, Cold Plum Jin, Golden Bell Shield...]
[Demon Points: 18.9 million]
His gaze fell on the panel Walking on Air.
With a thought, a detailed explanation of the technique appeared in his mind.
Walking on Air is a technique of the Celestial Person Realm. Once cultivated to perfection, one can fly through the air.
In this world, even a Celestial Person Realm expert can only fly by leaping, gliding a short distance, and then using the ground or trees as a fulcrum to leap up again.
It's not true flight, but rather Walking on Air.
It allows people to use the air for leverage, making them feel grounded as if they were walking on solid ground, thus achieving true flight.
Once you reach perfection in your cultivation, you can travel ten thousand miles a day.
Lu Feng stared at the line of text once, then proceeded to actually fly.
If one cultivates the art of Walking on Air to perfection, supporting the fourth entrance and making a round trip will only take the time it takes to burn a few incense sticks.
This thing is far more valuable than any offensive technique.
"System, upgrade 'Walking on Air the Void' to its highest level!"
[Ding! Upgrading "Walking on Air" to its maximum level requires 10,000,000 Demon Points. Confirm upgrade?]
"Confirm."
The moment he finished speaking, a vast amount of cultivation experience flooded into his mind.
It was as if he had spent hundreds of years, in the wind, in the clouds, and in the void, repeatedly pondering the landing point of each step.
Deep within his consciousness, a figure identical to him strode through the void, each step covering one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), each step covering ten zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), until finally, he was above the clouds.
[Ding! Walking on Air (Perfect!)]
Lu Feng opened his eyes. He instinctively stopped flying, his whole body suspended in mid-air.
There was nothing beneath my feet.
But he stood firmly, as if his feet were firmly planted on solid ground.
He tried to take a step, his toes lightly touching the ground, and an invisible support came from beneath his feet, holding him firmly.
They moved through the air as if walking on flat ground, without feeling any sense of falling.
Lu Feng glanced at the panel; he had 8.9 million Demon Points left.
He did not upgrade the Nine Extremes Heaven-Breaking Slash further.
The most important thing right now is not the means of attack, but the level of understanding.
The Phantom Sword Art Technique consumes nearly half of his True Essence with each use. If he could break through to the Mid-Stage Grandmaster, his combat power would jump to a new level.
Improving one's cultivation level requires progress in the main cultivation technique. The Five Elements Primordial Chaos Art has been perfected, and without a new technique, it is impossible to continue breaking through.
Currently, only the Hundred Beasts Body-Tempering Art can still be improved, and the fourth level of the Hundred Beasts Body-Tempering Art requires the essence blood of one hundred fourth-tier demon beasts plus Bone-Tempering Sand.
We already have the Bone-Tempering Sand, but we've only managed to gather thirty-two types of fourth-tier essence blood.
After returning to the city, I need to figure out how to make up for the rest.
He snapped out of his thoughts and glanced behind him.
Ji Qingqing and the others were struggling to keep up behind him when Lu Feng slowed down and fell back to the front of the group.
Meanwhile, in Yangshang Town.
Inside a huge cave hidden deep in the mountains.
Deep inside the cave, on a stone platform covered with thick animal hides, a huge Hu Zheng with white fur was half-lying down.
It was over ten feet long, with its front paws resting on the edge of the stone platform. Five dark golden royal markings overlapped on its forehead, marking it as the sixth-tier White-Foreheaded Tiger Demon Emperor, Hu Xiaotian.
Below the stone platform, dozens of Fifth-Tier Demon Lord with tiger heads and human bodies stood on both sides, each with their hands hanging down and their heads bowed, not daring to even breathe loudly.