Teng! Teng! Teng… !
His figure lept in the air, passing tens of yards in one breath.
Zhao Feng circulated all his True Force and he tried to control the wind current around him. This could make him float midair for a breath before he fell down.
After reaching the Ascended Realm, one could fly a short distance in the air, but this wasn’t true flying.
A cultivator at the True Spirit Realm could fly for tens of miles without a problem.