Demonic Cultivation
Whoosh!
A wind current was produced as Lu Zhen directly reached the ceiling of the room.
"I can finally fly…" Lu Zhen thought with some excitement. After all, normally martial artists in the second-stage martial realm cannot fly, but with his wings, he had a tactical advantage against other second-stage martial artists.
"I have the high ground!" he playfully shouted out loud as he mused to himself before turning calm again and assessing his situation.
Lu Zhen slowly landed on the ground with a contemplative expression. He didn't like his tail at all.
"Oh well, the tail might be useful someday, or I could just cut it. But from looking at my transformation, this Volgrith form looks to be a combination of ogre, succubus, and minotaur mythical creatures from my previous world." Lu Zhen frowned as he looked at the portrait of the ancestor, who looked completely different from him now.