Ah, this one as well. What a pity.
And so, Ye Feipeng watched helplessly as one azure light strand after another vanished before his eyes.
Yet, the cautious fatty would never act unless he was absolutely certain.
He waited patiently.
Inside the mysterious space, the confrontation between Azure Wind and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Hilt seemed to continue eternally, as if time itself lost all meaning.
After an indeterminable span, Ye Feipeng finally found his quarry—a noticeably dimmer azure light strand drifting slowly downward, bound for some unknown destination.
Shrouded in blue light, Ye Feipeng stealthily followed.
From the mysterious space, he traced its path all the way to the skies high above an uncharted region of the Congyun Sea.
The azure light strand gradually transformed, and the faint, mournful howl of wind could be heard gathering.
Clouds converged from all directions, amassing immense energy in secret.
Witnessing this, Ye Feipeng could no longer suppress the greed in his eyes.
Wrapped in blue light, a sudden inspiration seized him.
He opened his mouth wide and swallowed the transforming azure light strand in one gulp.
The moment the light strand entered his belly, the fatty’s stomach contorted and churned violently, as if it might burst at any moment.
Yet Ye Feipeng paid it no mind, even looking somewhat lethargic, as if he had eaten his fill.
His eyes narrowed drowsily, as though he were on the verge of slipping into a deep slumber.
Within the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan, who had been deep in cultivation, sensed a change.
He split a portion of his attention to observe Ye Feipeng through the perspective of heaven and earth.
After swallowing the azure light strand, Ye Feipeng’s cultivation began to soar rapidly from the late-stage Qi Refinement realm.
His originally pure white providence was now tinged with a sacred, pristine azure hue.
As Ye Feipeng continued to digest the power of the azure light strand, the azure grew increasingly vibrant, gradually dyeing the surrounding white.
Even a pig can fly if it stands in the right wind.
But this little fatty didn’t just stand in the wind; he swallowed the whole gale.
I wonder how high he’ll ride this momentum.
Fate shifts with providence; one change begets a hundred changes...
Li Fan watched Ye Feipeng quietly as the sun rose and the moon set.
Six days passed in the blink of an eye. Eventually, the fatty’s swollen belly finally receded somewhat.
As Ye Feipeng opened his eyes, a fleeting azure light vanished within them.
After examining the changes in his newly transformed body, his face brimmed with unrestrained joy.
He immediately tested his Treading Waves escape technique.
His figure flickered, vanishing from his original position.
Within a few breaths, he had already fled to the horizon.
This is easily twice my old speed!
Even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators won't be able to catch up to me now.
With this pace, I can move about with far greater safety!
Moreover, I have a feeling that as my cultivation level rises, my speed will climb even higher.
Who knows what astonishing level it might reach by then?