Wind-Following Wings

"Don't be nervous. I told you, everyone has secrets. That cicada avatar of yours—its innate secret technique is a healing type, right?"

Fang Yan nodded. Time Reversal was far too unbelievable; he would not parade it around everywhere.

"I call it Three Qi Return. As long as I have enough origin energy, it can recover from fatal injuries."

Fang Yan lied without batting an eye.

A sharp glint flashed through Flame Ruins King's cloudy old eyes.

"No wonder you could withstand the Spirit-Melting Venom."

He paused.

"You little brat, that life-saving talent really suits your way of doing things."

Fang Yan chuckled and scratched his head.

"You flatter me, Ancestor. You only get one life, after all."

"Do you really only get one life...?"

A trace of remembrance flashed through Flame Ruins King's eyes. He had once believed that too.

Until the man named Origin resurrected him...

Flame Ruins King reached into the void and pulled out three pairs of wings.

The Wind God Wings he had taken out earlier were only one of them.

Wind God Wings, Beacon Spirit Wings, Phoenix-Tail Wings.

The aura of a combined three-wing treasure spread out.

Fang Yan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. His own ancestor was actually loaded!

"A-Ancestor... this..."

"Enough with the stammering."

His ancestor stuffed the complete Wind God Wings into Fang Yan's arms.

"The wing I took out earlier was only one-third of it. I originally planned to give you the remaining parts after you broke through to become an Immortal. But now..."

"You've already exposed yourself, so what am I still hiding for?"

Fang Yan held the wings, momentarily at a loss for words.

An ordinary treasure!

A treasure of which only a few could be found in the entire Southern Border Star Domain was now lying quietly in his arms.

"These are the Wind-Following Wings. When I was young, I risked my life to seize them in a cosmic secret realm. I originally intended to keep them for myself. But I follow the path of fire-space fusion, and this thing cannot display its full power in my hands."

His ancestor patted Fang Yan's shoulder, with the same force as always.

"They're perfect for you. If you run into another assassination attempt, run if you can't win. At full power, the Wind God Wings are so fast that few people can catch you unless they can teleport."

Holding the Wind God Wings, Fang Yan felt their warm, smooth texture against his palms and the faint aura of Wind Origin. His eyes suddenly grew hot.

He drew a deep breath and suppressed the emotions welling up inside him.

In that cruel Gu World, he had never experienced such a feeling.

"Rest assured, Ancestor. I won't let the Fang Family down."

Flame Ruins King glanced at him and suddenly smiled.

"As long as you live, you'll have made the greatest contribution to the Fang Family."

Fang Yan froze.

Flame Ruins King turned around and teleported with Fang Yan to Sky Pillar Peak.

"I'll have someone deliver the Windforce Behemoth's corpse to you."

"Use that cicada avatar less in front of others from now on. I can protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime. Only when you break through to become an Immortal can you be considered truly safe."

After a pause—

"Right now, you're still far too weak."

"..."

Fang Yan stood there silently for a long time before putting away the Wind-Following Wings.

Looking up, he saw two moons, one silver-white and one deep blue, shining against each other in the heavens.

"An earthly immortal of ages past drifts away with the wind; tomorrow I'll ascend and whip the phoenix..."

Fang Yan took a deep breath and stepped onto the path leading to the summit.

After all, he had studied in the Gu World. Before and after a fight, he always felt like reciting a little poetry...

Another hundred years flashed by.

At that time, Fang Yan sat cross-legged atop Sky Pillar Peak. Six translucent azure wings spread fully behind him, flowing with pale green Wind Secret Patterns.

He had long since completely refined the Wind-Following Wings. Only after the three pairs of wings merged into one did this ordinary treasure reveal its true power.

With all six wings spread, Fang Yan's speed soared directly to the peak level of a King-Level Immortal.

Of course, only in speed.

"My speed is sufficient, but my offensive methods are still too limited."

Muttering to himself, Fang Yan drew a line through the void with his hand. A green trail lingered in the air long after his fingertips passed.

Fang Yan's comprehension of the Law of Wind had now reached ninety percent. He had even faintly touched upon the threshold of time stop.

"Though the Time Shuttle is domineering, the Spring Autumn Cicada still shouldn't be exposed before everyone."

He withdrew his finger, rested his chin on his hand, and began studying the secret patterns on the Wind-Following Wings.

"If I can comprehend a flight secret technique from the patterns on these wings, then it won't just be a matter of running fast. Perhaps I can even take another step forward in the Law of Wind?"

Fang Yan stared intently at the flowing green patterns across the wing membranes. Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

The clouds above Sky Pillar Peak split apart without warning.

It was as though an invisible hand had neatly torn a gash straight through their center.

The edges of the rift were as smooth as tofu cut by a blade, and the cloud cross-sections even reflected a faint metallic sheen.

Within the rift, three figures descended through the air from the depths of Xingkong.

Fang Yan's pupils contracted sharply.

Three people, three auras.

Each aura was as vast as a mountain range, pressing down until the entire Sky Pillar Peak trembled faintly.

The six wings on Fang Yan's back instinctively tensed. The Law of Wind circulated frantically through his body, barely allowing him to steady himself.

"Hahaha, Flame Ruins King, we have come under Origin's orders to invite you to join the Hong Alliance!"

The leading man's voice exploded across the sky. He did not conceal his purpose.

He wore white robes and had a lean, refined face, with several faint lines at the corners of his eyes. He looked like a gentle, scholarly middle-aged man.

Yet the silver light flowing through his eyes instantly brought a cold sweat to Fang Yan's back.

This was the Law of Space—and a Law of Space that had already reached an extremely profound realm!

Two others stood behind him. One wore dark red battle armor and had a rugged face, with faint fire-element power circulating around him.

The other was a woman in green robes, cold and beautiful, surrounded by icy blue frost.

Three King-Level Immortals!

Fang Yan made the judgment immediately.

"Hahaha, Nine Universes King, since I agreed, I will naturally keep my word. Please enter the hall for a talk!"

The voice of the Fang Family's ancestor, Flame Ruins King, rang out in response to Nine Universes King.

Clearly, the two had already discussed this. Their display was merely meant for the many factions of the Southern Border Star Domain to see.

Even Flame Ruins King, the strongest expert of the Southern Border Star Domain, had submitted to the Virtual Universe Company founded by Origin. Naturally, the other factions would have to reconsider their positions.

"They came for Ancestor? Nine Universes King? Could he be the Nine Universes Master who later established the Nine Universes Chaos Tablet?"

Fang Yan's heart stirred. Without another word, he put away the Wind-Following Wings and transformed into a streak of green light, shooting toward the main city.

When he landed outside Flame Ruins Palace, Fang Yan found that the area within a thousand zhang had been cleared.

All Fang Family members had been sent to the outer city. Even several elders could only stand far away at the edge of the square, their faces filled with tension and unease.

"Father!" Fang Yan spotted the burly Fang Lie among the crowd at a glance.

Fang Lie turned around. The usual carefree grin was absent from his face, replaced by rare solemnity.

"Why are you here?" Fang Lie grabbed Fang Yan's arm.

"Leave, quickly. Ancestor said no one is allowed to approach."