"Why can birds fly?"
"Because they have to learn how to fly!"
Li Jinsheng's final words scattered into the wind. His spine twisted violently, as though something was about to burst through his body.
The sound of cracking bones mixed with the pounding of his heartbeat as two ghastly white bone spurs pierced through his back.
A pair of Bone Wings spread out from his shoulder blades—pale, jagged, like two unsharpened swords.
Li Jinsheng's descent abruptly slowed, and his body was suddenly yanked upward. He streaked through the air, leaving behind a white trail as the wind continued howling past his ears.
The Bone Wings trembled. Their membranes naturally unfurled, while blood vessels wove emerald-gold patterns beneath the skin, every pulse beating in time with his heart.
Mu Ye, watching from above, froze. Was this Li Jinsheng's Third Soul Skill? How was that possible?
Hadn't Leng Yaozhu said he could grow organs? Why was he growing organs that weren't even human?!
On the island, Leng Yaozhu had also noticed the change in the sky. Li Jinsheng's Third Soul Skill seemed off. It was said to let him grow organs and control his own body.
In reality, it was probably allowing him to grow whatever organs he needed!
If he could learn to fly while falling through the air, then what about when he entered the deep sea?
The ocean surface was close at hand, the blue in his vision drawing nearer and nearer. He understood that this still wasn't enough.
The boy clenched his teeth. The Bone Wings separated one bony segment at a time, and their membranes turned emerald green as they beat continuously, finally generating upward lift.
Yet his body still plunged uncontrollably. When he was less than ten meters from the sea, the powerful wind pressure pressed