Above all spirits

Chapter 433 Power: Wind Embers

In the short time it took Gu Yun to deal with the wind, Feng Qiao had already completed the exercise of his power.

Judging from the aura, the violent and overflowing cyan energy should still be the inherent power of the Wind Demon Clan.

but.

This is not just a simple release of inherent power. You should know that a simple release of inherent power requires almost no preparation time, because the patterns of inherent power are naturally engraved in the body. It only needs to be activated, and the soul essence will automatically flow and be consumed.

It took some time to connect the patterns within the body with the spiritual treasure that possesses the corresponding spiritual pattern, thus achieving a unique amplification of the power.

You will die because of your arrogance!

"Power: Wind Embers!"

"Wind gathers!"

Before Feng Qiao could finish speaking, the soul essence within his body suddenly shrank.

A terrifying burst of cyan energy erupted instantly, and the wind around Gu Yun seemed to possess its own consciousness.

In an instant, it surrounded Gu Yun, forming a massive whirlwind.

Gu Yun was at the center of the whirlwind.

Gu Yun's eyes turned cold, but he remained calm. Sensing the increasing pressure around him, he immediately realized that now was the best time to break free and escape.

Without hesitation, he held the Primordial Life and Death Sword horizontally in front of him, demonstrating an extremely fast reaction time.

Then he placed his other hand on top as well, holding the sword with both hands in order to increase the number of sword energies he could unleash at the same time.

The next moment.

Several streaks of purple-gold sword energy shot out, concentrating their attack on a single point in an attempt to create an opening.

"it's useless."

The sound of the wind howling slowly drifted from afar.

He saw through Gu Yun's intentions immediately.

"To think that you can break through the strongest killing power of my Wind Demon Clan by brute force alone is simply wishful thinking."

"However, I must say your reaction was indeed very quick. If it weren't for the spiritual treasure, you would have really been able to seize the opportunity to escape."

"If even a demon from another race like you can see the flaw, how could my Wind Demon Clan not understand it?"

As he spoke, he lightly waved the knife in his hand, indicating that this was the effect of the spirit runes. They not only had the function of amplification, but also could improve one's powers.

"This issue was resolved long ago."

Seeing that Gu Yun ignored him and continued to swing his sword, Feng Qiao said coldly.

"Still not planning to use their powers? Haven't they even revealed their intentions...?"

"Heh, then... die like this."

What Feng Qiao didn't know was that Gu Yun's reason for not using his power or releasing his "influence" was not simply to hide his identity.

As a demon of the Shadow Demon Clan, Gu Yun doesn't have many powers with offensive capabilities. If he rashly uses his power, Assimilation, in the current situation, Gu Yun cannot guarantee that the other party won't notice anything amiss.

Especially when the other party wanted to leave and Gu Yun couldn't stop him.

Gu Yun's assimilation power must never be exposed to the Upper Realm unless absolutely necessary.

As for "momentum," Gu Yun had absolutely no idea.

As the sound of the wind faded away.

The once peaceful sky was torn apart in an instant, and the power of the blue storm swept in from all directions, carrying billowing yellow dust, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The ground around Gu Yun collapsed instantly, and sand and soil were lifted up like an inverted waterfall.

Gu Yun clicked his tongue inwardly, stopped swinging his sword, and squinted at the increasingly intense bluish-yellow tornadoes around him.

As Feng Qiao said, each of his sword energies was like cutting water with a knife; the "water" would not be affected at all and would only continue to flow.

He originally thought that the encirclement formed by the wind would be disrupted and dissipated by his sword energy, just like the sword technique he had mastered, Dragon Tide, because Dragon Tide is weakest when it is first formed and is the easiest to break.

But this is not the case.

I underestimated the power of the higher realms.

How could one possibly crack the brand and authority of another race in a single encounter?

Now he is trapped in the center of the tornado. Although he may not be attacked for the time being, he cannot get out easily.

It seems there's no way to avoid getting injured.

Even in the current situation, Gu Yun is not without ways to deal with it. Illusionization and elementalization are among the methods to evade this power.

However, the main purpose of etherealization is to deal with physical attacks.

Elementalization...

By now.

It seems that this is the only option left for Gu Yun.

"Wind Extinguish!"

A deep voice came from Feng Qiao's throat, and as he manipulated it, the tornado compressed rapidly, its power becoming increasingly terrifying.

The whole earth!

The entire sky!

Even the entire space!

They all trembled before this power!

Simultaneously.

Seemingly to prevent Gu Yun's dying counterattack, Feng Qiao once again used the power of momentum.

After all, at this point, it doesn't matter who Gu Yun is anymore.

Because no matter who it is!

Today, we must all be buried here forever!

Suddenly, Feng Qiao's magical power surged, and his mental strength also began to rise accordingly.

The body and the spirit are closely related.

The invisible four-winged bird-beast symbolizes the "power" that Feng Qiao has mastered.

Suddenly sensing something, it let out a long howl, its aura becoming even more ferocious, like an ancient demon beast awakening.

“Steep”.

This is the power he created, and the four-winged birds and beasts are named after him because of it.

The force of a strong wind can accelerate everything.

Unfortunately, it can only achieve acceleration at the physical level at present, and does not include acceleration at the time level, but this is his ideal.

He has great ambitions.

"Kazekiri!"

With a wave of his hand, countless feathers shot towards the center of the tornado like sharp blades.

In fact, these feathers are the result of the wind, or airflow, rotating rapidly in localized areas under the guidance of the wind, possessing terrifying cutting power.

The voice just fell.

The moment the feather pierced the center of the tornado, the already unstable energy contained within it instantly exploded.

The terrifying devouring force suddenly intensified, as if it wanted to absorb the entire world into it, not even sparing sound. In an instant, there was complete silence, and the world seemed to turn black and white.

Followed by.

"boom!"

The earth and sky shook!

Sandstorm blankets the sky!

After a moment of contraction and attraction, there was an explosion filled with endless destructive energy.

If viewed from outside the void, it would be very clear that this corner of the planet has been completely destroyed.

Feng Qiao stood with his hands behind his back in the air, indifferently watching everything that had been destroyed before him, a visible trace of fatigue on his face.

After a while.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Qiao caused the wind to flow according to his will, and most of the smoke and dust were immediately dispersed.

A colossal crater, resembling an abyss, suddenly appeared before them, carrying with it a scorching, destructive aftershock.

Suddenly I remembered something.

Feng Qiao glanced at the spot where the gray-haired woman had been standing; that area had now been swallowed up by the pitch-black, abyss-like pit.

Feng Qiao nodded in satisfaction, but then a look of pain appeared on his face.

"It's a pity. This mission consumed a lot of my soul essence. I guess the Blood Sword will just treat this as a joke and will definitely not give me any soul crystals to replenish it."

"Hey."

"Madmen, they're all madmen! Who is this guy anyway?"

Just as Feng Qiao was confused again, a familiar sensation pierced his brain like a needle.

It pierced his soul, even though he had no soul.

Since the gray-haired woman was merely a low-level demon who wasn't even a Great Demon, it was impossible for her to hide her aura from him. Furthermore, given her current state of unconsciousness, Feng Qiao couldn't have been mistaken.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at a corner in the distance.

"How...is this possible?!"