Bibi Dong, however, remained unexpectedly calm.
She withdrew the light cocoon. The two hovered at the exit of the wind tunnel, facing directly that world-destroying tide of Gale Winds.
Her long hair danced wildly in the violent airflow, her clothes snapping loudly. But Bibi Dong stood straight, as if beneath her feet was not the void, but solid ground. She raised her right hand, her five fingers slowly spreading open.
"Wind," she spoke, her voice not loud, yet strangely penetrating the howl of the Gale Winds, "Listen to me."
Three words, simple, yet containing some unspeakable majesty.
A miracle happened.
The world-destroying Gale Winds ahead actually... slowed down.
Not stopping, not being suppressed, but as if listening, waiting.
Bibi Dong continued: "I need a path. Home."
Her voice carried a request, not a command. But within that request lay the recognition of Wind God Authority, containing the resonance of a profound understanding of the Wind Laws.
The Gale Winds began to flow, to reorganize.
Countless violent wind blades merged and combed each other, forcibly carving out a relatively calm passage amidst the chaos. The Gale Winds on both sides of the passage remained fierce, yet strangely maintained a certain balance, no longer raging into the passage.
This simply defied common sense, defied the laws of physics—but at the level of Laws, this was precisely the most reasonable manifestation.
"Go," Bibi Dong said, stepping into the passage first.
Dai Chengfeng followed closely behind, the shock in his heart beyond words. He looked at Bibi Dong's back—that woman who was once eroded by Rakshasa Divine Power, her heart filled with darkness and hatred, now surrounded by a cyan halo, walking through the Gale Zone where even Titled Douluos would struggle to survive, yet as leisurely as strolling in a courtyard.
This was not the crushing of power, but the transcendence of realm.
The passage was not long, but in this environment, every step was terrifying. Dai Chengfeng could feel the terrifying energy contained in the Gale Winds on both sides; even a slight leak would be enough to tear a Soul Saint-level expert into pieces. But Bibi Dong just walked calmly, occasionally raising her hand to lightly tap, adjusting the structure of unstable airflow somewhere.
She even had the energy to speak: "The reason the Gale Zone is violent is because winds of different levels and attributes converge and collide here, losing their natural rhythm. Among the past Wind Gods, one once proposed the theory of 'Wind Concerto'—if one can understand the characteristics of every wind and guide them to form a harmonious resonance, the Gale Zone can become the safest passage, rather than a moat."
"Can you do it now?" Dai Chengfeng asked.
"Not yet," Bibi Dong said frankly, "That Wind God's realm requires a complete Divinity and a thousand years of realization to achieve. Right now I can only temporarily 'pacify' them, let them be willing to give me a path."
As she spoke, the edge of the Gale Zone could already be seen ahead—that familiar gray sky.
The two sped up. When the last step was taken out of the Gale Zone, the passage behind them closed with a roar, and the Gale Winds returned to their violent and chaotic state. And the special area they had passed through when coming had completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Looking back, the Gale Zone known as the "Kiss of Death" was still raging, but for Bibi Dong, it was no longer an impassable moat.
"We're out," Dai Chengfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, only then realizing his back was soaked with cold sweat. Not fear, but that instinctive tension when facing the might of Heaven and Earth.
Bibi Dong, however, frowned slightly, looking up at the distant sky.
"What's wrong?" Dai Chengfeng noticed her abnormality.
"Someone is fighting," Bibi Dong said, "Very far, but the energy fluctuation is familiar... it's people from Spirit Hall, and also... the aura of Sea God Island."
Dai Chengfeng's expression tightened: "Tang San and them?"
"More than that," Bibi Dong closed her eyes, the perception ability granted by her Divine Soul fully expanded, the wind became her eyes and ears, bringing information from afar. "It's Qian Renxue, she is fighting... Bo Saixi? There are also several Titled Douluo-level auras, at least six people, two of whom are Worships of Sea God Island."
She opened her eyes sharply: "The battlefield is about three hundred li southwest of Spirit Hall City. Qian Renxue is at a disadvantage; she is burning Angel Divine Power to force support."
Dai Chengfeng immediately said: "We must go there immediately!"
Bibi Dong nodded, but then shook her head: "At our current speed, three hundred li will take at least a quarter of an hour. Qian Renxue can't hold out that long."
She pondered for a moment, determination flashing in her eyes: "I will use Wind God Power to take you. Relax, do not resist."
Before Dai Chengfeng could respond, Bibi Dong had already placed her hand on his shoulder. The next moment, cyan light wrapped the two. Dai Chengfeng felt as if he had lost weight, everything around turned into blurred streams of light.
Not flying, but... being "pushed" by the wind.
The scenery around retreated at an astonishing speed, yet the air formed no resistance, instead actively assisting. This was a method of movement Dai Chengfeng had never experienced—not breaking through the air with his own power, but merging with the wind, letting the wind carry them forward.
The speed was so fast, far exceeding the limit of Agility Attack System Title Douluos!
"Is this the Wind's Extreme Speed?" Dai Chengfeng was shocked in his heart. He had once seen Bibi Dong's flying speed using Rakshasa Divine Power, but back then it relied more on powerful Soul Power to forcibly break through air resistance. But at this moment, they seemed to become part of the wind, resistance no longer existed, even the air itself was helping them accelerate.
Bibi Dong did not answer; she was fully focused on controlling the wind. This long-distance, high-speed "Wind Carrying" was also a first attempt for her, requiring precise control. She could feel the subtle balance of the two Divine Powers within her body—Wind God Power was consuming rapidly, while Rakshasa Divine Power lurked deep within, maintaining the stability of soul and body.
This balance was fragile, but at least temporarily would not conflict.
Three hundred li away, above the wasteland.
The battle had entered a white-hot intensity.
Qian Renxue hovered in mid-air, the Seraphim Martial Soul True Body fully expanded, golden holy light like a second sun. But her condition at this moment was extremely poor—armor shattered, blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, two of the six angel wings behind her were already dim and lightless, feathers withering.
Her opponent was Sea God Island's Great Worship Bo Saixi.
Bo Saixi held the Sea God Scepter, surrounded by azure Sea God Light, beneath her feet was an illusory Ocean Domain. She had not fully released her full power, but every strike was precise and deadly, forcing Qian Renxue to burn Angel Divine Power to resist.
What was more troublesome was that there were also five Title Douluos from Sea God Island surrounding the battle, sealing off all of Qian Renxue's retreats. Two of them were Worships of Sea God Island, their strength all above level 96.
"Qian Renxue, give up resistance," Bo Saixi's voice was calm and majestic, "Hand over the core of the Angel God Armor, I can guarantee your life. Otherwise, today will be the day the Angel inheritance is cut off."
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