Wind-Following Wings

"Don't be nervous. I told you, everyone has their secrets. That cicada clone of yours has a restorative innate secret technique, doesn't it?"

Fang Yan nodded. Time Reversal was far too unbelievable; he would never flaunt it everywhere.

"I call it Three Qi Return. As long as I have sufficient Origin Force, it can restore even fatal injuries."

Fang Yan lied without batting an eye.

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

"No wonder you managed to 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 reminiscence flashed through Flame Ruins King's eyes. He had once believed the same thing.

Until the man named Origin had resurrected him...

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

The Wind God Wings he had shown earlier were merely one of them.

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

The aura of a three-wing combined supreme treasure spread outward.

Fang Yan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. His 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 before was only one-third of the set. I had originally planned to give you the remaining parts after you broke through to immortality. But now..."

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

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

An Ordinary Supreme Treasure!

A supreme treasure that could not be found in more than a few places across the entire Southern Border Star Domain was now resting quietly in his arms.

"These are the Wind-Following Wings. I fought for them with my life in a cosmic secret realm when I was young. I originally intended to keep them for myself, but I walk the path of fire-space fusion. In my hands, these things can't display their full power."

His ancestor patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, with the same heavy force as always.

"They're perfect for you. If you run into another assassination attempt, run if you can't beat them. Once the Wind God Wings are driven at full power, few people can catch you unless they can teleport."

Fang Yan held the Wind God Wings, feeling their warm, smooth touch and the faint aura of Wind Origin emanating from them. His eyes suddenly grew hot.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the surge of emotion rising within him.

He had never experienced such a feeling in that brutal Gu World.

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

Flame Ruins King glanced at him and suddenly smiled.

"Your staying alive is your greatest contribution to the Fang Family."

Fang Yan froze.

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

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

"Use that cicada clone less often in front of others from now on. I can protect you for a while, but not forever. Only when you break through to immortality will you truly be safe."

He paused.

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

"..."

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

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

"Earth immortals of ages drift away with the wind; tomorrow, I'll ascend and whip the phoenixes..."

Fang Yan took a deep breath and set foot on 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 bit of poetry...

Another hundred years slipped by.

By then, Fang Yan was seated cross-legged atop Sky Pillar Peak. Six translucent cyan wings were fully spread behind him, flowing with pale cyan 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 Supreme Treasure finally reveal its true power.

With all six wings spread, Fang Yan's speed shot directly into the top tier of King-level experts.

Of course, only in terms of speed.

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

Fang Yan muttered to himself and traced a line through the void with his hand. A cyan trail lingered in the air where his fingertip passed.

Fang Yan's comprehension of the Law of Wind had now reached ninety percent, and he had even vaguely touched the threshold of Time Pause.

"Although the Time Shuttle is tyrannical, 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 Wind-Following Wings' secret patterns, then it won't just be a matter of running faster. Perhaps I can even take another step forward in the Law of Wind?"

Fang Yan stared intently at the cyan patterns flowing 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 down their middle.

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

Within the rift, three figures were stepping down through the void from the depths of Xingkong.

Fang Yan's pupils contracted sharply.

Three people, three auras.

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

The six wings behind Fang Yan instinctively tensed. The Law of Wind circulated madly within him, and only then did he barely manage to steady himself.

"Ha ha ha! 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 made no attempt to conceal his purpose.

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

Yet the silver light flowing through his eyes instantly sent a chill down Fang Yan's spine.

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, with a rugged face and faint fire-element power circulating around him.

The other was a woman in green, cold and beautiful, with icy blue frost energy permeating her surroundings.

Three King-level Immortals!

Fang Yan immediately made his judgment.

"Ha ha ha! Nine Universe King, I will naturally honor what I promised. Please come inside so we may speak!"

The voice of the Fang Family's ancestor, Flame Ruins King, rang out as he played along with Nine Universe King.

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

Even Flame Ruins King, the strongest expert in 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 to see Ancestor? Nine Universe King? Could he be the Nine Universe Master who later established the Nine Universe Chaos Tablet?"

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

When he landed outside Flame Ruins Palace, Fang Yan discovered 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 at the edge of the square from afar, their faces filled with tension and unease.

"Father!" Fang Yan spotted Fang Lie's burly figure in the crowd at once.

Fang Lie turned around. The carefree grin he usually wore was nowhere to be seen, replaced by rare solemnity.

"Why are you here?" Fang Lie grabbed Fang Yan by the arm.

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