War Sovereign of Wasteland/C12 Sky Feather Seven Transformations
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C12 Sky Feather Seven Transformations

"Damn it, you must have gotten lucky. Don't think that you can eat everything just because you have Ancient Token of Grand Masters. No matter what I say today, I will use up all of your luck." Zhao Hong's voice was cold. His entire body emitted a flame-like mist. This was his final trump card.

Today, he had lost someone in front of so many of his fellow disciples and seniors. He had to make up for this debt.

"Hehe, since you have such intentions, as your senior, this reverend is very willing to give you a few pointers." Chen Fan had a smile on his face, as if he was going to kill someone with his life.

Eight thousand years ago, he had even called for the founder of the sect. Now, how could he allow an ordinary disciple to attack him? If Third Brother knew about this, he would probably get up and climb up.

Kacha!

With a casual squeeze, the medicinal Spiritual Energys formed by the Spiritual Energy appeared in his palm. They emitted a sharp aura, causing the surrounding space to tense up and emit an ear-piercing sound.

The surrounding disciples were watching with excitement. Their hearts were also in their throats. It seemed like this would be their final conversation, and the outcome was about to emerge.

"Enough, that's enough for today." Lan Yu spoke in time, stopping the two of them from engaging in a life-and-death battle. He waved his hand and forcefully suppressed the scarlet red mist in Zhao Hong's body. Chen Fan's Lex Sabre had also disappeared without a trace.

"We are all from the same sect. Why are you making such a scene? If no one has any objections, Alien Minister Chen will be cultivating in Pingyang Peak. If there are any problems with his cultivation, you can ask him."

Fifth Elder stepped forward to smooth things over, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes. When Zhao Hong saw that he was the one who had spoken, he stopped being stubborn and left with a cold snort.

Regarding this, Chen Fan didn't care at all. In his ten thousand years of memories, he had seen all kinds of proud sons of heaven. Even the high and mighty saints were discussing with him. The hostility of a little fellow wasn't enough to make him take it to heart.

The small interlude ended just like that. Although the young generation of Qing Xuan Sect were still very dissatisfied with Chen Fan, when they recalled the scene of Zhao Hong being suppressed and beaten, they still had the effect of establishing their power. After all, most of the disciples couldn't do it.

The older generation had a sharp eye. Although Lan Yu had stopped the final killing move, they could naturally see that Chen Fan was calm and composed. It was a stark contrast to Zhao Hong's flustered and exasperated expression.

Who was stronger and who was weaker? There was a conclusion to it. It was just that as Sect Leader, Lan Yu didn't want to embarrass the Fifth Elder.

Only this pitiful and hateful guy was instructed by the Fifth Elder first. He was treated as a stepping stone by Chen Fan. He was extremely depressed in his heart.

Now, as long as there was any discussion about the former, it would bring him along. He really didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. Even he was no match for Chen Fan. It seemed like this kid wasn't someone to be trifled with. ...

Chen Fan naturally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the various discussions in the outside world. After the battle ended, he returned to Pingyang Peak. Even though his position was slightly remote and his body was small to the extent that it was only a few kilometers, he was at least able to enter a state of peace.

"If I can fly in the air, that kid will definitely lose in less than ten rounds. The advantage in the air is too important. I have to think of a way."

The battle with Zhao Hong had also helped him gain something, or perhaps he had awakened some things from before. In his long and distant memory, he had dug out a cultivation technique called the Sky Feather Seven Transformations with all his might.

It was not an exaggeration to say that Chen Fan was a ready-made human-shaped encyclopedia. A lot of techniques were stored in his mind. He did not need to remember them because they were all things he had experienced personally.

However, after thousands of years of sleep, most of them were forgotten. Without a certain trigger, it was hard to remember.

There were different classifications of cultivation techniques in the Cultivation Realm. With Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow as the benchmark, if one could cultivate a higher grade cultivation technique, it would definitely be beneficial to one's cultivation realm.

The most suitable Sky Feather Seven Transformations in Chen Fan's hands was also at the Mid Earth Grade. It was considered a rare level in the current Cultivation Realm, and could be ranked in the top ten in the Qing Xuan Sect. Only the protectors and elders could come into contact with it.

Sitting cross-legged on the hassock, his mind was calm. He was constantly comprehending the memory pattern in his mind, trying to find the familiar feeling back then.

But now, he felt that there was a picture of the universe in front of him. All the stars were shining brightly. He could only successfully cultivate it after checking them one by one. However, his eyesight could only support seven or eight of them.

Speaking of which, this Seven Heavenly Feathers Transformation was really too profound. Previously, when he was at his peak, he could see to the end with a single glance, but now, after comprehending it for only an hour, he actually felt dizzy.

Chen Fan could only sigh with emotion at the changes in the world. When he obtained it back then, it was completely because he had taken a fancy to the power of this late stage cultivation technique. He had never thought that there would be such a day where even entering the sect would require a great deal of effort.

He had been dizzy and exhausted for more than an hour. Many of the illusory star maps had been conquered. Chen Fan also had an idea. It was not easy to cultivate, and he had to comprehend and cherish it.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to enter the Void Underworld state before circulating the medicinal Spiritual Energy according to the Seven Sky Feather Transformations. In next to no time, two light wings the size of a palm had really appeared on his back.

Suppressing the slight joy in his heart, Chen Fan continued to activate more Spiritual Energy buffs. Very soon, they could really be called 'wings', the kind used to fly in the air.

In fact, these two wings were not a blurry large area. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that they were formed by Lingyu after Lingyu, like the scales on the skin of a snake. They were linked together.

Hu! Hu! Hu!

When he slowly opened and closed his wings, all of the Lingyu were circulating at the same time, bringing with them the sound of the wind. They were densely packed and had a certain amount of power. As long as Chen Fan willed it, he would be able to use it as a killing weapon.

When his cultivation base improved, he could even turn all of them into fine iron. At that time, all of them would shoot out, forming a very powerful deterrent force.

He estimated that he was almost ready. Chen Fan immediately spread his wings and flapped them, creating a large gust of wind, bringing him into the air.

Looking at the rapidly shrinking courtyard and roof, Chen Fan focused his mind and controlled the wings to fly in the direction he expected. It was easy and fast.

It was just his first attack, but it was already close to perfection. The two wings flapped rapidly on his back, almost reaching 200 feet.

There was nothing to be happy about. If it was any other ordinary cultivator who could fly in the air for the first time, they would definitely be so excited that they would not be able to control themselves.

However, Chen Fan, who had thousands of years of experience, had only regained his previous feelings.

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