Feathermen looked exactly like humans. The only difference was that they were extremely tall and had huge rainbow coloured wings.
A small formation similar to the one that surrounded the White Stripes Tiger in the icy layer of the layered realm surrounded this featherman corpse.
Lu Zheng had no plan to eat the meat of a dead sentient being but he knew that the corpse of a high ranking featherman could be used to refine many high grade artifacts.
The moment Lu Zheng entered the formation, a pale white tornado engulfed his body, binding his movements.
Wind path dao imprints began to mysteriously transfer from the body of the featherman to Lu Zheng's body.
~An inheritance!~
Forty six, one hundred, one hundred and sixty, two hundred and twenty eight, three hundred!
A total of three hundred dao imprints transferred from the body of the featherman to Lu Zheng's body in but an instant.
Among these dao imprints, a staggering two hundred and ninety two were of wind path but the ones that caught Lu Zheng's attention were the eight other dao imprints.
These eight dao imprints were extremely abnormal and seemed to be limitless and boundless. When Lu Zheng's soul consciousness perceived them, he felt like he was peering at the boundless abyss.
It took Lu Zheng a long time to rack his brain before he could recall the nature of the eight dao imprints.
"Space path dao imprints" Lu Zheng muttered slowly. His black pupils stared keenly at the corpse before him.
Lu Zheng knew this was an inheritance.
In the world of cultivation, martial practitioners, either small or great, would usually leave behind a legacy for the next generation.
Some martial practitioners would leave theirs at the point of their deaths while others would do so during a great change in their lives.
Some inheritances could transform even the weakest martial practitioner into a warlord and others would turn a pauper into a wealthy man.
Although Lu Zheng had never seen nor heard of a technique that could transfer dao imprints from one person to another in the ten million years lifespan of Xue Ritian, he knew that martial practitioners were like drops of water in the ocean. It was normal for many to have unbelievable methods.
As the transfer of dao imprints ended, something else began to occur.
The corpse of the featherman began to unravel as information poured like a broken dam into Lu Zheng's brain.
~Profound meaning! This is profound meaning!~
Lu Zheng was overjoyed. Compared to the three hundred dao imprints or the millions of wind cores, profound meaning was worth a lot more.
During the process of information transfer, a new martial warrior entered the space.
Immediately, he launched a soul attack to destroy the wandering soul and faced Lu Zheng who was still floating in the tornado.
Lu Zheng's heart jumped!
He was suspended in the tornado and was completely immobile.
The man's lips curled into a creepy smile as he recklessly charged at Lu Zheng.
As soon as he entered the range of the formation, a new tornado formed, engulfing him at once.
This tornado was not gentle like Lu Zheng's and instantly shredded the man into bloody paste as blood and bones splattered.
Within a breath's time, all that was left was bloody paste which scattered all over the space they were in.
Lu Zheng's hair stood on its ends as a cold feeling overcame him.
When the tornado had killed the man, Lu Zheng had sensed the aura that emanated from it.
It was at the peak of the Extent realm!
Lu Zheng looked at the corpse of the featherman with newly found respect.
Lu Zheng was barely able to continue this train of thought as more information flooded his mind.
Information regarding martial skills and arts regarding wind path were integrated into his brain. The amount was so much, Lu Zheng felt his head would split open.
Time passed quickly.
Slowly, the space he was within shrank as Lu Zheng continued to comprehend wind path profound meaning.
Meanwhile, as Lu Zheng comprehended profound meaning, a man with long silver hair ran as fast as he could in a snowy land.
His clothes were drenched in blood but there was no injury on his body. It was this same man that had fallen into bedevilment some months ago.
A number of Sky real experts and Void Passage realm experts chased him from behind.
They had been on his tail for over three months and their attacks had brought him out of bedevilment.
His long silver hair fluttered in the cold air as his thoughts churned rapidly.
Naturally, this man was Hong Haoyu.