A Century of Change

On the shore of the Eastern Sea.

The wind swayed gently, and the waves blossomed like flowers.

Jiang You stood on the beach, gazing into the distance where the Giantwood Clan had already vanished from sight.

Before leaving, the Giantwood Clan had wanted to "borrow" some of Jiang You's people to serve as scouts on their voyage.

But once they crossed the sea, returning without the main force would undoubtedly be harder than reaching the heavens.

Still, Jiang You sought out some young people in his tribe who were born with a spirit of adventure and asked whether they were willing.

In the end, fifty agreed to sail across the ocean with the Giantwood Clan.

Before they left, Jiang You gave them a surname so they would not forget their roots, and bestowed the name of the Winged People upon them ahead of time.

And so, these fifty took Feng as their surname and crossed the ocean, becoming a branch of the Winged People.

In the years that followed.

Jiang You continued to lead his tribe's development along this stretch of coast.

As time passed, under the influence of the titan blood, his people's appearance slowly changed toward what Jiang You had envisioned, and their transcendent talents gradually improved as well.

During the third twenty-year period after they sought refuge on the Eastern Sea Shore.

The Paradise Mountain tribe's population reached ten thousand.

They also had nearly a hundred transcendents.

The war in the outside world remained just as fierce. Occasionally, intelligent beings of other races who fled there told Jiang You how the war was progressing.

Not only had the Titan Giants and Primordial Dragons suffered devastating casualties, but fully half of Ferland's myriad races had vanished outright!

During the fourth twenty-year period after they sought refuge on the Eastern Sea Shore.

The Paradise Mountain tribe's population reached thirty thousand!

The number of transcendents rose to several hundred, and under Jiang You's guidance, transcendent classes unique to the Winged People began to emerge.

These included Sky Knight, Light Swordsman, Guardian of Light, Sky Assassin, and others.

Almost all were light-aspected transcendent classes.

However, since these were all newly created classes, their ceilings were low. Almost all were limited to the first tier.

Only the Light Swordsman class, with Jiang You's help, developed into a Light Swordsman class whose ceiling was the second tier!

Jiang You also wanted to pass down his own class, but unfortunately, no one in the tribe had awakened transcendent powers of both light and lightning, so he had to abandon the idea.

Fortunately, among this generation's Light Swordsmen, another young man possessed extraordinary talent. He advanced to the second tier in just thirty years, and might someday raise the ceiling of the Light Swordsman class.

During the sixth twenty-year period after they sought refuge on the Eastern Sea Shore.

Jiang You finally reached the last stage of Sacred Wing Walker, leaving him just one step away from Legendary!

Yet no matter what he tried, he could not break through that final step.

By then, the Paradise Mountain tribe had grown to a hundred thousand people!

Beyond Paradise Mountain, which served as the Winged People's main settlement, their villages and small towns dotted the surrounding mountains, great and small.

By this time.

Almost all newborn members of the tribe had a build much like Jiang You's.

After a century, no trace of their former Eaglemen appearance remained. They looked more like smaller Titans with wings.

And in that same year.

Jiang You summoned the entire tribe to Paradise Mountain and formally declared that they were leaving the Eaglemen to establish themselves as the Winged People!

At the same time, the latest news from the outside world reached the Eastern Sea!

The Titan King and the Primordial Dragon Emperor had led the last of their people into a final battle on the Sky Plains, nearly annihilating each other.

After the battle, the Titan King and the Primordial Dragon Emperor were nowhere to be found.

And just then.

Far away in the north of the Ferland Continent.

In a land of endless mountains blanketed in ice and snow.

A party of Goblins clad in thick furs rode Dwarf Wolves up to a massive metal gate.