The thickness of this wind wall far exceeded imagination; they walked for a full half an hour. The light of the shield had dimmed significantly, covered with fine cracks. Just as Dai Chengfeng prepared to change the spare shield core, the wind force ahead suddenly changed!
It was no longer chaotic tearing, but became orderly and condensed. The gray-white airflow rotated, forming a spiral wind channel about two meters in diameter. Inside the channel was relatively calm, but the wind blades on the edge were more solid and sharp, emitting a dangerous aura. And the green light thread at Bibi Dong's fingertips went straight into the depths of this wind channel.
"This is it, the passage." Bibi Dong had no hesitation, stepping into the wind channel in one step.
Dai Chengfeng gritted his teeth and followed. Almost the instant he entered, the wind wall behind closed, and the retreat path disappeared. Inside the wind channel was not a smooth road; strong pressure came from all sides, pushing them to slide forward involuntarily. The speed got faster and faster; on the rotating wind walls on both sides, distorted scenes of weird light were reflected, as if traveling through a space-time tunnel. Bibi Dong injected soul power into the Tears of the Wind God, trying to establish a deeper connection with this wind channel. The necklace light flashed slightly; the surrounding pressure seemed to lessen slightly, and the sliding trajectory became more stable.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, perhaps a quarter-hour, perhaps longer. Ahead suddenly brightened, and the pressure disappeared abruptly. The two were sent out of the wind channel by a gentle yet irresistible force, falling into a strange space.
Stepping on solid ground, Dai Chengfeng stabilized his form first, soul power surging, looking around on guard. However, the scene before his eyes made him, this knowledgeable Thunder Douluo, also stunned.
Here was no longer the desolate dead silence, gale-ravaging scene from above. They seemed to be placed under a huge, underground world's "sky". The overhead was not rock, but a flowing, green-blue light dome, solidified yet composed of living wind. Soft light fell, illuminating the entire space. Underfoot was solid gray-white rock ground gleaming with a jade-like luster, exceptionally flat, extending around, looking endless.
Most shocking was the "wind" within the space. Here was wind everywhere, but no longer violent gale, but obedient, agile, visible pale green airflow. They flowed, spiraled, and intertwined in the air like living creatures, forming elegant trajectories. Some condensed into ribbon-like shapes, gently brushing the rock ground, emitting pleasant humming; some gathered into small cyclones, playfully rolling; further away, one could see contours composed of pure wind elements, similar to flying birds, walking beasts, even human shapes, flashing past, full of vitality. The air was a Wind attribute heaven, with extremely dense Earth Origin power; merely breathing made one feel their soul power slowly but steadily growing. But it also carried an ancient, majestic aura not to be desecrated.
"The Wind Secret Realm... or rather, the periphery of the Wind God Ruins." Bibi Dong slowly spoke, her voice carrying a trace of suppressed excitement. The Tears of the Wind God at this moment; the scorching heat had turned into a warm, whole-body immersed feeling of comfort, like a wanderer returning home. That wisp of guidance light thread did not disappear, but became brighter, pointing to the depths of this vast space. There, vaguely visible was the contour of a towering building, entirely seeming to be constructed by green wind crystals, flowing with a dreamlike luster under the light dome.
"Careful, although this place seems peaceful, it gives me a feeling of great danger." Dai Chengfeng lowered his voice. His spiritual power extended out, but felt an invisible barrier. The detection range was greatly limited, and those flowing wind elements seemed to possess some consciousness, showing implicit rejection to his exploration.
Bibi Dong had the same feeling. She tried to mobilize soul power and found that although wind attribute yuan power was abundant, other attributes' soul power operation became much more stagnant, as if implicitly suppressed by the environment here. "Looks like this place does not welcome non-wind attribute power. Chengfeng, you follow close to me, try to converge your aura; unless necessary, do not use soul power, especially thunder attribute." Bibi Dong instructed. Simultaneously, she released a wisp of pure wind attribute soul power transformed via the Tears of the Wind God surrounding her body. Sure enough, the surrounding flowing pale green airflow's feeling of rejection towards her greatly reduced, even some intimately wrapped over.
The two cautiously advanced towards that green building. The underfoot jade-like ground was not completely flat; sometimes steps appeared, sometimes needing to cross bridges formed by wind elements condensing, illusory. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, only the wind sound. That was not a violent whistle, but like a composite sound of sighs, whispers, and chanting, as if telling ancient legends.
Occasionally one could see some broken, non-naturally formed stone pillars, bases half-buried under the jade ground. Carved with ancient and profound patterns, mostly related to wind, cloud, wings, and sky imagery. Through long years, one could still feel the weak soul power fluctuation contained within.
"The legend of the God of Sky's demise, it seems it is not baseless." Dai Chengfeng observed those ruins, saying in a low voice. "The architecture style and residual traces here differ from any known civilization on the current continent. More ancient, grand and full of divinity."
Bibi Dong's fingertips brushed over a wing relief on a broken pillar. The Tears of the Wind God grew slightly hot; a segment of vague broken information flowed into her brain: Soaring, war, broken sky, falling glory... Also deep sorrow and unwillingness. She closed her eyes momentarily, digested these fragments, then opened her eyes, her pupil color deeper. "Here is not only ruins, more like a... tomb, or sealing place."
The closer to that green building, the surrounding flowing wind elements became more active, even started condensing into some more concrete, more aggressive forms. Like wind blades suddenly attacking from the side, cyclone traps rising from the ground with no warning, or wind spirits transforming into fierce beast shapes pouncing. Bibi Dong, relying on the Tears of the Wind God's sensation and her own strong strength, could always warn in advance. Either resolving with exquisite wind attribute soul skills, or protecting Dai Chengfeng behind her. Dai Chengfeng, although his attribute was suppressed, still had combat experience and reaction speed. Often at critical moments with clever strength or soul tool assistance, the two people's cooperation was tacit, all the way with shock but no danger.
Finally, they arrived before that building. This was not a palace, more like a huge, open-top altar, or say a plaza. Built by countless huge green wind crystal stones, circular, diameter exceeded a thousand meters. In the altar center, stood a hundred-meter high statue. Carved was a mighty figure wearing a flowing long robe, face unclear, behind unfolding three pairs of massive light wings. He opened his arms, looking up above (although there was only the flowing light dome above), posture sacred and tragic.
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