The "Gentle Wind" Yue Rong had taught her and the sharp wind of "Flowing Cherry" that Xu Caiyi had comprehended herself seemed like two sides of wind—one soft, one fierce.
Yet amid that battle and insight of absolute focus, Xu Caiyi seemed to see that beneath these countless outward forms, wind possessed a more fundamental, more eternal "state."
At this moment, facing Yun Zhilan's majestic, sacred, overwhelmingly oppressive "Thrones-like Angel" dharma body, Xu Caiyi gave her answer. It was also the Dao conviction she had put into practice by shattering the Flowing Cherry Blade and condensing the "Formless Avatar"—
Wind, in its most fundamental and primordial true meaning, perhaps was not any specific "form" or "trait."
Rather... "formless."
Without shape or substance, unfettered and free, ever-changing yet never confined to any one shape or appearance.
It could be soft or hard, swift or slow, gathered or scattered—all depending on a single thought.
The sharpness of "Flowing Cherry," the gentleness of "Gentle Wind," and even countless other transformations were merely a certain "form" temporarily displayed by formless wind under the impetus of different thoughts.
Abandon all forms and return directly to the source.
Thus—wind was inherently formless.
The "Wind Avatar" Xu Caiyi had condensed was the ultimate attempt and manifestation of this concept.
It did not remain fixed as a "blade," did not manifest as a "flow," and did not deliberately pursue "speed" or "gentleness." It simply existed there in its purest state, resonating and merging with the Laws of Wind between heaven and earth.
Because it was "formless," it could hide perfectly. And because it was "formless," it could transform into the deadliest invisible attack in a single thought.
This was precisely why Yun Zhilan, despite being a wind-element prodigy, had been utterly unable to sense its existence before unleashing