Spirit Vessel

Sacred Spirit Palace was ranked first on the Great Powers Ranking while the dynasty had to be second to them.

Li Xiaonan was the most excellent disciple in the palace. Nobody is perfect, but he was surely the closest to perfection.

The sky was full of snow and melodies. The sixteen musical emissaries rode the snowy waves with their slender figure covered by a thin layer of silk. This was indeed the scene of fairies.

The different instruments in their hands were all spirit treasures, weaving together into a heavenly song.

“Whoosh!” Sixteen musical waves rushed out of their fingers. This attack had the power of sixteen spirit treasures...

All were heading for Feng Feiyun.

These women were at the young overlord level. Furthermore, their attack harmonized perfectly, resulting in an attack several times more devastating than sixteen young overlords not working as a team. This was a formation of music.

Feiyun released the old man and postured himself. He slowly walked out of the shack as his aura rose to the sky.

“Thump! Thump! Thump!” With his Swift Samsara, he finessed through the song waves while releasing palm strikes, crushing all sixteen waves.

“Heavenly Temptation!” The sixteen emissaries erupted with a bone-chilling aura. Their instruments turned into moons in the daylight and unleashed white waves. They gathered together and aimed straight for Feiyun’s head.

Feiyun stabilized both feet on the ground and lowered his core, gathering strength from his soles to his thighs all the way to his spine. Countless beast roars emanated and their shadows appeared around him. All of this culminated in an unstoppable momentum.

“Boom!” He made seals with both hands before unleashing sixteen large palm strikes. They directly blew the sixteen women flying backward. Nevertheless, they still landed on the rooftops of the buildings nearby with sweats dripping down their forehead. Nevertheless, they didn’t lose their weapons.