The instant Li Yan released his aura, several faint gray figures suddenly flickered into view in the air around him. The closest of them were less than a hundred feet away.
After sensing the astonishing pressure that had abruptly descended, the gray figures sharply turned mid-flight and glided away from Li Yan's side, vanishing into the distance in an instant.
"Those are wind beasts?"
Li Yan merely glanced at the gray shadows flying away, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the giant bird impaled to death on the tip of his brush, its eyes still gleaming with ferocity. He could not help muttering to himself.
Before setting out this time, Li Yan had naturally gathered information about the Wind God Continent in advance. Zhao Min had also told him everything he needed to watch out for.
Zhao Min had even taught Li Yan the language of the Wind God Continent. Overall, its language was the closest to that of the Desolate Moon Continent. Many pronunciations were quite similar, and Li Yan could roughly understand the meaning of some words without even learning them.
According to Zhao Min's explanation, the two continents had once belonged to the same space in ancient times.
Later, immortals from the upper realm descended in search of sources of inheritance in the lower realm and fought fiercely over cultivation resources.
In the end, they actually shattered the entire continent. The laws of heaven and earth underwent enormous changes because of their earth-shaking divine abilities, forcibly splitting the land into two pieces and even fragmenting it into many more small realms.
Li Yan had seen records in his sect's archives about upper-realm immortals descending to fight over disciples, but he had never seen any introduction stating that the Desolate Moon Continent and the Wind God Continent