"Hurricane, descend!"
Li Zhengzhi shouted.
Accompanied by a string of profound, dark spell runes circling and drifting around him,
this domain magic was complete.
With a flash,
a massive cyan figure appeared behind him.
It looked exactly like Li Zhengzhi, yet it was the incarnation of the Wind God.
It could not be helped. The pressure Long Fan brought was simply too overwhelming.
After all, as a veteran Magic God,
his perception of magical elements was extraordinarily keen.
Yet before this Nine-Colored Eternal God-Eating Spear, he actually felt somewhat overshadowed.
Vaguely, he could even sense that this spear contained an aura of wind no weaker than his own.
Thus, Li Zhengzhi had no choice but to reveal one of his trump cards from the very start.
Only after summoning the Wind God did the Trial Field's atmosphere barely return to an even balance.
That enormous body stood a full fifteen meters tall.
Yet strangely enough,
under Li Zhengzhi's masterful control, it rapidly began compressing.
In only a short while,
it shrank from fifteen meters down to five.
Blue-gold armor covered its entire body.
It also held an especially eye-catching giant warblade horizontally in its hand.
Though it still could not be called small,
it was visibly more solid and far more agile.
Moreover,
without question, this was the strongest version of Li Zhengzhi's Wind God Summon.
It differed from the one that had acted at the Magic Temple.
Not only was the weapon different,
but so was its degree of solidity.
With a hum,
cyan light burst from his entire body.
Li Zhengzhi's figure flashed,
and he directly merged into the summoned Wind God.
In an instant,
the divine-weapon-like Wind God's eyes lit up.
It was like the finishing touch on a painted dragon.
As though infused with intelligence, it