Qian Renxue (22)

The statue itself was not solid, but formed from Wind Element condensed to the extreme, almost solidified. Cyan light flowed endlessly inside the statue, radiating a pressure that made the heart tremble. At the statue's feet, in the center of the altar, was a slowly rotating blue-green vortex roughly ten meters in diameter. The vortex was bottomless, giving off intense spatial fluctuations and wind attribute energy ten times denser than its surroundings. And the Tear of the Wind God on Bibi Dong's chest was blazing with light at that moment, floating up on its own and pointing straight at the center of the vortex, conveying an emotion of incomparable longing and urgency.

"The entrance to the inheritance..." Bibi Dong stared at the vortex. She could feel that there was something inside that resonated with the depths of her soul. It was the call of the complete authority of the Wind God. But at the same time, she also sensed an incomparably powerful Seal lingering around the vortex, as well as a kind of... will that was scrutinizing her.

"Outsider, bearer of the token." A vast, neutral voice, as if gathered from the sound of ten thousand winds, rang out directly in the depths of their souls and echoed through the entire altar space. The head of that huge Wind Element statue seemed to lower by an almost imperceptible degree, and an invisible gaze fell on Bibi Dong and the necklace on her chest. "Do you desire to inherit the authority of wind and command the rhythm of the sky?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said in a clear voice, neither servile nor overbearing, "My name is Bibi Dong, the one acknowledged by the Tear of the Wind God. I have come here today not to steal