Moonlight spilled from the heart of the heavens, and fierce winds swept in from the sea. As the magnificent white horse beneath him flew into the wind, the boy on its back suddenly heard a fierce ripping sound beside his ears. The oncoming sea wind seemed to go mad, tearing open the night sky around him to let horse and rider pass.
This divine steed truly seemed to understand him. The moment Xing Yan suggested racing the little girl on the Firebird to see who was faster, the Susuang Wind God Horse threw all its strength into a ringing neigh. Before its novice rider could react, it skipped the usual process of gathering speed and shot away with a whoosh, like a whirlwind springing from level ground. It streaked through the sky like lightning and vanished into the sea and heavens almost within another blink.
To Xing Yan, the sensation was exceedingly strange. He had just turned to finish speaking to Qiong Rong, and before he could turn his head back, heaven and earth had already changed around him. The dark mass of troops that had filled his vision disappeared in an instant. Still looking backward, he could make out only two red dots through the sea mist, which he supposed were Qiong Rong. Seeing this, Xing Yan hastily reined in his mount, making it circle back again and again so that they would not become separated from the main force.
As he flew back and forth in these circling turns, Xing Yan was far less composed than he appeared to the countless Monster-Deity warriors gazing up at him from behind. Beneath the Susuang horse's unimaginable speed, he was suffering bitterly! All along the way, the boy struggled within the countless spinning vortices stirred up by the divine horse's enormous