A loud voice rumbled like thunder, echoing in the void.
"That's…"
Young Master Zhao raised his head, a trace of shock appearing in his eyes.
A figure vaguely appeared in the distant sky. His white clothes fluttered, and his bearing was extraordinary. However, his figure was like a ghost as he walked through the air step by step. Every step he took covered dozens or hundreds of meters.
With a few leaps, the figure in white had already arrived at the Li family's gate.
Lin Feng walked over from the Qi family's library using the Minor Transposition Technique. This was not a martial art, but a spell, and a rather strange spell at that. Of course, it was not spatial warp, but using Chaotic aura, one could move and leap agilely within a small range. The speed was very fast, and was rather practical in battle.
