The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 966 - : With Wings on the Back, Transforming into the Golden-winged Peng, Meeting Face to Face

Chapter 966 -966: With Wings on the Back, Transforming into the Golden-winged Peng, Meeting Face to Face

Beneath the Hardwood Plains.

The Ancient Holy God closely monitored the fusion process between Qiao Jiaxi and the Imperial Sky Wings, flames dancing in his eyes, clearly somewhat anxious.

Wild Desolate Great Canyon.

Kneeling on the ground, Qiao Jiaxi felt a peculiar bloodline integrating into his body, intersecting with the Ancient Giant God Bloodline, evolving into an even more powerful lineage.

"So itchy!"

Qiao Jiaxi suddenly realized that the intense pain in his back had vanished, replaced by an itchiness as if something were growing.

Puchi!

The next moment, a pair of wings actually burst forth from Qiao Jiaxi's back. At first, they seemed very frail, but as they basked in the sunlight, they began to shimmer radiantly.

The original silver color also turned into a noble gold as it absorbed Qiao Jiaxi's Ancient Giant God Bloodline.

Whoosh whoosh!

Qiao Jiaxi found that he could actually control the golden wings on his back as though he was born with them, wielding them like his own limbs.

"I... I've turned into a birdman?"

Qiao Jiaxi found this unbelievable.

Pop!

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It was as if the wings on his back had their own thoughts, slapping Qiao Jiaxi's cheek like a warning not to speak nonsense.

"You're not a birdman."

Ye Feng's voice rang out.

He slowly descended and stood behind Qiao Jiaxi, observing the pair of golden wings that were growing.

At this moment, the wingspan of the golden wings had reached three meters, perfectly proportioned to Qiao Jiaxi's physique.

They fluttered gently, creating a strong defensive barrier around Qiao Jiaxi composed of both wind and space forces.

With the Imperial Sky Wings, Qiao Jiaxi could be called invincible!

"Sect Leader!"

Qiao Jiaxi quickly turned to Ye Feng, looking for reassurance, and hastily asked, "Sect Leader, what's happened to me?"

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said,

"These are the Sacred Arms Sky Soaring Wing, with no specific grade, but, with them, your speed will be unmatched in this world. Combined with your strong physique, you can become an unparalleled genius without any weaknesses."

"Sacred Arms, hiss!" Qiao Jiaxi exclaimed in shock.

He had actually fused with a sacred armament!

Does that not mean he was now invincible?

Among his peers, who could defeat him?

Even those mighty beings at the Heavenly Emperor Level might not be his match, right?

Qiao Jiaxi's thoughts grew more and more astonishing.

"The Imperial Sky Wings have their own Artifact Spirit, and it has chosen you, which means you are fated. You fulfill each other. From now on, take good care of your feathers!"

Ye Feng seriously instructed.

Qiao Jiaxi immediately stood tall, "Sect Leader, rest assured, I will not disappoint the Imperial Sky Wings."

"Good, next, I will guide you on how to utilize the Imperial Sky Wings, until you can perfectly exert the power of this speed-class sacred weapon."

Ye Feng stepped forward.

He extended his finger, touching Qiao Jiaxi's brow, transmitting some information into his sea of consciousness.

In an instant, countless images flickered before Qiao Jiaxi's eyes.

He saw a Golden-winged Peng soaring high, its eyes sharp, radiating divine splendor, its wings capable of stirring up terrible storms, sweeping heaven and earth, and even more able to vanish into the void, crossing realms in flight.

"I understand!"

Qiao Jiaxi's thoughts moved, and using the Body Cultivation Divine Skill, "Divine Fist" to gather momentum, he caused his body to erupt with golden vital energy, perfectly merging with the wings on his back.

"Screech!"

Qiao Jiaxi had transformed into a three-meter wingspan Golden-winged Peng, and even without flapping his wings, he could levitate in the air.

This was the natural talent of the Peng.

Yu Kong!

"Sect Leader, I... I can actually transform into a Golden-winged Peng, and in this form, my speed is very fast!"

Qiao Jiaxi was brimming with surprise and delight, his wings gently flapping as he slipped into the void. The next moment, he appeared above the Misty Sect.

"To span billions of miles in the blink of an eye, that's just sick!"

Qiao Jiaxi took a deep breath.

"Try out your wind-based abilities."

His mind moved, and he slipped into the void, arriving deep within the vast, endless ocean. His right wing fluttered gently.

Splash!

Immediately before his eyes, a tempest cut through, whipping up the endless seawater, wave upon wave, until it formed a terrifying tsunami tens of thousands of feet high, capable of ending the world.

"I only used a tiny bit of power, yet it's this strong?"

Qiao Jiaxi hurriedly flapped his wings, erasing the tsunami he had caused to avoid affecting the nearby islands.

Swoosh!

He flapped his wings and returned to the Misty Sect, appearing in the Sect Main Plaza, where he was discovered by hundreds of disciples.

"Look, a Golden-winged Peng has come to our sect!"

The disciples shouted, pointing at Qiao Jiaxi.

"It's me!"

The golden light radiated off the Golden-winged Peng that Qiao Jiaxi had become. His form kept changing until he quickly returned to human shape, and even his golden wings could be folded away, merging into his back.

Since Qiao Jiaxi was not wearing a shirt, everyone could see the pair of golden wings imprinted on his back.

"Qiao Junior Brother, is that you?"

"How did you transform into a Golden-winged Peng?"

Long Tianxing, Shi Lei, and other disciples flew over, surrounding Qiao Jiaxi and constantly examining the golden wing imprint on his back.

"This is a fortuity bestowed by the Sect Leader."

Qiao Jiaxi explained the cause and effect, prompting exclamations and gasps from the disciples.

"My God!"

"You actually gained recognition from the Sacred Arms!"

"Junior Brother, does this mean you're invincible now? Even those at the Saint Realm might not be able to defeat you?"

Shi Lei, Long Tianxing, and the others were very curious.

Qiao Jiaxi nodded but then shook his head, saying,

"The Sacred Arms are not omnipotent after all. At least, it can't raise my cultivation level. With the power of the Sacred Arms, I can sweep aside many mighty adversaries, but that doesn't mean much."

"From now on, unless I face a life-threatening danger, I will try to utilize my own strength as much as possible."

"After all, true strength comes from oneself!"

His words immediately won everyone's agreement.

"Jiaxi Junior Brother still holds true to himself; perhaps, that's why you were recognized by the Sacred Arms." Shi Lei patted Qiao Jiaxi's shoulder, sending him an admiring glance.

In the high sky.

Ye Feng watched everything.

Qiao Jiaxi hadn't lost himself to the formidable power granted by the Imperial Sky Wings, which pleased him.

"Such a teachable young man!"

Ye Feng praised, then looked towards the nearby Hardwood Plains and flew over.

...

"You've come."

Sensing Ye Feng's arrival, the remnants of the Ancient Holy God shone and condensed into an ethereal, towering figure above the Hardwood Plains, locking eyes with Ye Feng.

"I've been to the Three Thousand Realms again."

Ye Feng took out a large pile of spatial Treasure Beads, placing them in the void; they were filled with the remnants of the Ancient Holy God.

"This is... the remaining remnants!" The avatar of the Ancient Holy God stared at the remnants in mid-air, deeply astonished, "So, you went to the Three Thousand Realms to search for my remains!"

"Right. Along the way, I also vanquished a few Heavenly Saints." Ye Feng nodded.

"Could you share your experiences?" The Ancient Holy God was interested in where his remnants had been buried.

Ye Feng nodded and said,

"After creating the World-breaking Pearl, some time passed, and then I went to the Three Thousand Realms. The first thing I did was slay the Starry Sky Thieves Alliance Leader..."

Ye Feng didn't hide details of the journey.

Hearing about the existence of the Power Clan, the four leg bones sealed under Mingwang Huo in Xuanzhou, and subsequent experiences at Undying Star and the Evil God Temple, the Ancient Holy God was quite shocked.

Knowing that his pelvis and other remnants had been buried by the Sword God in the burial grounds for the mighty in Tianzhou, the Ancient Holy God felt touched.

To him, the Sword God was something like a half-friend.

"Ye Feng, you've risked your life to retrieve my remains and even found the Power Clan to continue the lineage of my race. This kindness, I, the Tyrant Emperor, will never forget!"

The avatar of the Ancient Holy God stood in the high sky, suddenly bowing to Ye Feng as a sign of profound gratitude.

"You're being too formal, Senior." Ye Feng waved his hand, "Now that the remains have returned, go ahead and refine them! Afterward, I still have many questions for you!"

"Okay!" The Ancient Holy God nodded in affirmation.