At that instant, a gale howled, letting out a chilling roar.
The next moment, Ling Yu shot out from the City of Fallen Immortals within the Cloud Province Imperial Domain.
The rhythm of the raging wind around him was exceedingly distinct, and his speed was faster than ever before.
A pair of wings shone brilliantly, like two sharp blades carving terrifying wounds through the air. As he streaked across the night sky, he even left behind a dazzling trail of immortal light.
"Lin Xuan, you could have remained safe and sound, sitting high on the fishing platform, yet you insisted on provoking me. Do you really think yourself invincible?"
Ling Yu's voice rang across the heavens, his killing intent flooding the sky as the fury in his heart was no longer suppressed.
All living beings watched him with burning eyes.
Ling Yu's reputation was hardly weak. He stood among the foremost Immortal Seeds of the Celestial Soul Realm. Great powers had declared that within ten years, he would step into the Immortality Realm and reach the pinnacle of ascension.
"Wuu!"
As Ling Yu shouted, a Kunpeng phantom condensed. Great power descended from heaven and earth, and within a radius of ten thousand miles, the roar of surging force rang out like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.
At the same time, terrifying sword intent billowed forth. Strands of wind emerged, countless as silk threads, merging with the sword intent before winding around Ling Yu's wings, making those originally radiant wings of immortal light even more dazzling.
"Rhythm, disintegration, severing, and even the devouring power of a minor Divine Power—Ling Yu has actually fused them all."
"As expected of him. This should be enough to unleash power at the World-Shaking Sequence Rank, right?"
"It seems his comprehension of the Feather Clan's Sky