Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World

He felt something fundamentally in his body. It was like he was immortal. He could feel all of his flesh wounds heal in an instant, at the expense of the little Qi that was gathered into his body from the cycle of the Heaven Devouring Art.

Inside his body itself, among all the sparks and runes of lightning, that little man was sitting cross legged, as if meditating.

Liu Feng needed no explanation. This was the soul that he had formed during this tribulation. No wonder it was called the Soul Formation Realm.

But one thing was certain, this soul had more significance than just shape. The face that it took, a combination of Liu Feng, and Gray, meant that it was a combination of both. A soul represented him as a person.

But he was still solemn, and looked at Long Xian, who was approaching him slowly.

"You reached the Xiantian realm already? I am shocked. If I am not wrong, when someone first saw you a year ago, you were still in the Foundation Establishment stage? To think that you climbed the ranks so fast! You even matched your father's speed in cultivation!" Long Xian said.

"But today is where your road ends. Too bad, a genius like you has to die like this. Blame the heavens for giving you a terrible father." He raised his hand, and a scythe appeared in Long Xian's hands.

This was a weapon that Liu Feng had never see someone use in this world, but also knew that the moment he made any contact with this scythe, he would die.

He took out a few pills and stuffed them in his mouth, but again, Long Xian just stood there and did not stop him. It was like a tiger looking at a rabbit's last attempts at an escape.

"What can a Xiantian stage brat possible do?" he sneered.

"Blue Dragon Spear Art! Fourth Form! Blue Dragon Soars through the heavens!"

Liu Feng started forcing all the runes and sparks of lightning that littered his body after the stunt that he had just pulled off.

All the lightning started gathering around his spear, and it gave the ethereal spear a colorful glow. After all, the final bolt of lightning had three colors within! That meant that it had three daos within it.

Soon, the spear shone with the same brilliance that the lightning bolt did, and some people started to notice the similarities to the tribulation that they just saw, and the lightning that Liu Feng was summoning.

Even Long Xian's eyes widened with shock, because for the first time in his life, he saw someone use the lightning of the heavens themselves.

The lightning on the spear roared, and took the form of a dragon to soar towards Long Xian. This time, Long Xian could not afford to be complacent. This was not a tribulation, and outside a tribulation, anyone who accepted the lightning from the heavens meant that they were accepting their wrath.

He tried to dodge, but the dragon followed him everywhere.

"You damned beast!" Long Xian roared and he started changing shape all of a sudden.

His body started bulging, and in a few blinks of an eye, Long Xian's complete makeover had changed. His face no longer looked human anymore.

With scales all over his body, and wings that spread apart, it felt like he was half a beast.

Long Xian roared, and at that moment, Liu Feng was reminded by the time he spent in that forest with Min Wan. The flood dragon also had a similar roar.

"This guy is half dragon?" he realized.

Long Xian looked terrifying. His eyes yellowed, and his pupils dilated, but still looked terrifying. His arms were elongated, but the red scales on top of them like an armor, gave his arms a feeling of an armament rather than a limb.

And the scythe that was held by these long arms meant that even though he was holding a scythe, which was a weapon of combat, it felt like he could reach anyone anywhere.

"To think that there are half dragons in this world. I should have known, I should have expected this by looking at his surname." Liu Feng gasped.

Every time he looked at any books, in this world or the last, the surname Long had always been attributed to dragons, and now, he saw this clearly.

The two dragons collided, and this time, Liu Feng's own dragon felt like it was losing. Although Liu Feng did not have to supply Qi to the monster he created, he still had a connection to this dragon, and when it wailed with pain, Liu Feng understood that the fight had almost been lost.

Wings appeared behind his back, ready to flee. But at that moment, he hesistated. He looked around for some reason, as if someone was here, someone was watching him.

"You do not have the time to get distracted when you are facing with an opponent like me, you brat!" Long Xian's voice resounded.

Liu Feng hastily looked back and saw that Long Xian was right in front of him, and the scythe was just about to hit him...

He closed his eyes. Just a moment of distraction, and he was going to lose his life. He was going to fail everything.

He spent a year here, trying to get stronger and stronger, but in the end, although he got all the way to the Xiantian stage, it was still not enough.

Clang!

Liu Feng heard a resounding sound. The scythe had connected. And yet he felt no pain? There was no way that this mad man would give him a painless death.

He opened his eyes to see what happened.

"Don't tell me that you have given up? No disciple of mine will ever give up." a cheerful and playful voice smiled.

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