Lu Zheng smiled as he controlled his bloodline power and his Qi, merging the two powers into one.
Fire from his Vermillion Bird Race bloodline and lightning from the Qi of his aperture surrounded him and bent at his will.
Seven wheels of fire immediately formed around Lu Zheng, each sizzling with white lightning.
The edges of the wheels of fire were extremely sharp and pointed and could rip anything apart.
The Void Passage realm expert did not remain idle as green wind billowed from his sleeves and surrounded him.
"Wind path" Lu Zheng took notice and held up his guard. Wind path was one of the paths with the greatest speed and agility.
Any wind path martial practitioner was trouble especially one that was a realm stronger than you.
The Void Passage realm expert controlled his wind Qi and launched at Lu Zheng with an unbelievable speed.
Lu Zheng laughed and clashed with the man. With Ignition active, he could perceive the slightest changes in his field of vision.
He even found out that the man's speed didn't look that great before his eyes. It was like he was running in slow motion.
In a fraction of a second, both men clashed a hundred times mid-air before separating.
A dozen or so injuries were added to the man's body but Lu Zheng still looked the same.
The injuries from the clash had already regenerated.
The two fought for a long period of time and eventually, the man succumbed to death.
A translucent figure of the man floated eerily before Lu Zheng and its appearance almost made Lu Zheng jump in joy.
The soul of a Void Passage realm expert was equivalent to thousands of soul foundation levels. It was the best tonic for a second tier of Sky realm expert like Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng hooked his finger in a gesture towards the soul and a strong pulling force dragged it into Lu Zheng's forehead.
Instantly, Lu Zheng's head turned pink as veins bulged out of it. He felt like he swallowing two eggs without chewing at all.
He almost felt like he would choke.
However, the feeling passed and the soul was completely consumed.
His soul foundation rose quickly, crossing the three thousand man soul level to the five thousand man soul level.
The rise in soul foundation then slowed down before eventually stopping at the brink of the six thousand man soul level.
Lu Zheng's eyes turned towards the other two Void Passage realm experts with greed and faint bloodlust.
Killing people and absorbing their souls was the fastest way to cross the Sky realm and reach the Void Passage realm.
As Lu Zheng was about to instinctively jump into the midst of the other two, he calmed himself down and thought rationally.
It would be plain suicide if he attracted the firepower of two Void Passage realm experts at once.
He decided to bide his time till one of the lost the fight and eventually died.
As the two fought, pouring all of their energy and passion into the exchange, Lu Zheng simply looted the wind cores that lay on the ground.
Each wind core was worth thousands of vital stones yet Lu Zheng was just picking them like they were random pebbles on the floor.
Soon enough, one of the two Void Passage realm experts was killed and the victor was left panting heavily.
He had lost an arm and was bathed in his own blood. He was barely able to continue floating in mid-air.
He quickly brought out a few pills and consumed them but before their effects could even take effect, a great pillar of fire and lightning charged at him.
He was stunned. He was exhausted. He could only resign himself to fate.
The pillar of fire and lightning consumed him and naturally killed him.
Now, two more translucent souls flew wantonly in the space.
Like he did with the former, Lu Zheng tugged at one of the two souls.
Immediately, his Soul Lake was filled to the very limit yet there was still a large amount of soul energy left.
Seeing no other exit routes, the soul energy accumulated at the centre of the surface of the Soul Lake.
Dense soul energy condensed, transforming into the faint silhouette of a man.
The man was barely visible with the edges of his body appearing like thin white lines from a drawing. His form flickered like he could dissipate at any moment.
Seeing the man, Lu Zheng smiled faintly: "The host soul… a sign of breakthrough to the third tier of Sky realm"
When the excess soul energy ran out, Lu Zheng felt extremely uncomfortable, like he had overeaten.
His Qi and soul energy were greatly unbalanced and even the slightest change would cause his soul to detonate.
Lu Zheng calmed himself and sat down with his legs crossed. He paid little heed to the last soul that floated aimlessly in the secret space.
Ten hours later.
Lu Zheng stood up and let out a cold breath of turbid air. He did not dare to absorb the last soul and began to store the rest of the wind cores in his spatial ring.
Only when all the wind cores had disappeared into his spatial ring did he pay attention to the featherman's corpse.