Tang San Questioned His Life

"Second Spirit Skill: Gale Wings!"

"Third spirit skill: Wolf's Fury!"

"Fifth Spirit Skill: Ice Fire Twin Wings!"

The cyan wings behind Feng Xiaotian spread lightly in the air, stirring gusts of wild wind with every flap.

The yellow, purple, and black spirit rings around him erupted with dazzling light at once, Soul Power rippling outward like crashing waves.

The phantom of the Two-Headed Wolf behind him also opened its bloodthirsty jaws.

The wolf head on the left spewed a ball of blazing crimson fire, so scorching that it left a searing trail through the air.

The wolf head on the right unleashed a stream of icy blue frost. Wherever the chill passed, the air itself seemed ready to freeze solid.

Crimson flames and icy blue frost intertwined in the air, slowly converging upon Feng Xiaotian's wings.

His originally entirely cyan wings were, in mere moments, covered in thick layers of crimson fire and icy blue frost respectively.

One half blazed like the sun, while the other was cold as winter.

The two extreme forces coexisted harmoniously upon his wings, radiating an eerie yet powerful aura.

"Wh... what is that?"

Tang San's expression changed drastically at the bizarre sight, his eyes filled with shock.

In his eyes, Feng Xiaotian had merely been an insignificant, useless Soul Ancestor.

He had clearly possessed the excellent foundation of Innate Full Soul Power, yet had only barely reached level forty-three Soul Power at the age of twenty-four.

That cultivation speed was nothing short of pathetic!

Yet now, Feng Xiaotian had not only broken through to the Soul King realm, but had also unleashed such a bizarre and powerful spirit skill?

This was completely beyond Tang San's expectations, and for the first time, a trace of unease rose in his heart.

If Feng Xiaotian had known