Riding the wind, flying upon it, Lin Jiufeng sped through the blue skies and white clouds with Wen Xinyun.
They moved at incredible speed. Wild winds howled, unleashing piercing sonic booms that tore through the Sky Dome and sent banks of white clouds rolling.
Yet Lin Jiufeng and Wen Xinyun remained unaffected. Any gale or cloud that came within five meters of Lin Jiufeng was shattered by the Dao Rhyme radiating from him and swept aside.
They followed closely behind Wen Yang.
Wen Yang was desperate to return to the Wen Family Mystic Realm. He went all out, using the Shield Art to sharply increase his speed, then supplementing his flight with Dao Art. With a single thought, he crossed mountains and rivers.
But when he turned to look, he discovered that Lin Jiufeng was following with effortless ease. No matter how much Wen Yang accelerated, Lin Jiufeng kept pace without the slightest pressure.
Wen Yang sighed inwardly. Lin Jiufeng was indeed far stronger than him.
Even with all his strength, he could not widen the gap by even a fraction, nor could he make Lin Jiufeng feel any pressure. They were no longer opponents on the same level.
He is probably infinitely close to the Tenth Restriction already. Wen Yang's gaze grew distant. He turned and sped onward, no longer dwelling on it.
The sooner they reached the Wen Family Mystic Realm, the sooner the Ancestors could be freed from their plight.
Lin Jiufeng followed Wen Yang. Seeing him accelerate again, he matched his pace and simply trailed behind him.
With Wen Xinyun in tow, he crossed mountains and rivers, roaming above the clouds. For a moment, his mood greatly improved.
This was the first time he had left the vicinity of the Feather Transformation Sect since entering it.