At this mont, Yang Ji finally confird that the Wings of Ti-Space had indeed been fashioned after the design of the sword wings.
Having had experience with the sword wings before, Yang Ji looked upon the Wings of Ti-Space not with unfamiliarity, but with a sense of intimate spiritual connection.
As soon as his fingers touched the feathers, the Wings of Ti-Space burrowed into his palm, rging with his body and then unfolding from his back.
With a flap of his wings, Yang Ji broke through the solid rocks and soil, surging forth from the depths of the stars.
He then faced the rolling yellow sands and the twister forming like a towering column and commanded, "Bind!"
With a gentle flutter of the wings behind him, a miraculous scene unfolded; each grain of yellow sand hung in the air, and the howling gales paused montarily.
Not only was space imprisoned, but ti had halted too.
"Incredible, with such a magical treasure, I can blast any fellow cultivator of the sa order to smithereens. A pause in ti gives an infinite advantage. I can zoom past and boom, a punch explodes, a simple flick seals and dominates. It's just too invincible!" Yang Ji's heart raced with excitent.
"However, such a Wings of Ti-Space is a Supre World-Stabilizing Treasure, its capabilities are heaven-defying. Wielding such a magical treasure, undergoing tribulations in the World of Ti-Space, even has the unfathomable power to weaken the Heavenly Tribulation; countless Tribulation Immortals would go crazy for it. It's simply too eye-catching, better not to reveal it typically."
He thought to himself.
Afterward, he tried out so of its other abilities. With a flick of the wings, they sliced through space effortlessly and within a mont, he erged thirty thousand li away.
Such velocity surpassed even Boundless Heaven and Earth.
Truly a treasure for fleeing and flight, fast to an outrageous degree.
In the future, if he broke through to Void Refining, condensed the Ti-Space Dao Pattern, then with a perfect harmony and activation, the speed and power he could wield would be unimaginable.
Filled with surging emotions, Yang Ji felt that with the Wings of Ti-Space, his chances of overcoming the Dao Calamity increased by a tenth.
His ambitions were imnse, not content with slashing only the Grand Dao of Ti, Space, and Sword Dao, but also the Dao of Destiny.
Blessed with the fortune of the Myriad Realms, he could easily slash one Dao, but the other three would require vast underlying foundations.
The Wings of Ti-Space counted as one such foundation, the Wuji Sword Technique was another, as was his Inner World refined by Origin Divine Thunder. His Immortal Primordial Spirit was also one.
Yet, all these were still far from powerful enough. There was still much to accumulate.
Besides, his Spiritual Root was a significant disadvantage, indicating that the Dao Calamities he would face in the future would be much stronger than those faced by others with Taoist Bodies or Immortal Bodies.
He needed to find treasures capable of transforming his Spiritual Root.
In addition, he required more Ti Stones and Space Stones to enhance the power of his magical treasures, as well as copious amounts of Pure Yang Water and World Crystal Stones to expand his Inner World.
To truly and comfortably slash through more Dao Calamities, he was still lacking with his current foundation.
But Yang Ji was not in a hurry. He still had plenty of ti.
Being sent out of the Taichu World by Qingyang Immortal King might actually be a blessing in disguise, allowing him to venture out and seek opportunities.
After all, the Sect did not have abundant resources that could significantly enhance his strength.
However, this outer starry sky brimd with crises, so caution was paramount.
Yang Ji retracted the Wings of Ti-Space and placed them within his Inner World, activating ti acceleration to encompass the Sacred Peach Tree and to hasten its growth.
Now, with a dozen or so mid-grade Dao Stone Veins providing energy, the Sacred Peach Tree could fully unleash its growth.
Yang Ji's curiosity was piqued—what kind of fate would it bear?
Moreover, the Enlightennt Tea was also brought into his Inner World, alongside the Sacred Peach Tree, absorbing the Qi of the Dao and basking in the flow of ti, speeding its growth.
Having done all this, he then identified a direction and, employing Boundless Heaven and Earth, flew forward.
...
The starry sky was vast and endless. Most regions were gloomy; streaks of light occasionally swept across, teorites fell from ti to ti, and spatial turbulence appeared now and then.
As Yang Ji flew, he pondered the Wuji Sword Technique, this Immortal Technique. With his formidable Immortal Primordial Spirit, he could multitask without squandering a second.
And so, he flew ceaselessly through the lonely cosmos.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
A full ten years passed.
He had not seen a single star of life, nor encountered another cultivator.
Yang Ji knew that he was now in a desolate place, where Spiritual Energy was scarce; it seed unlikely that a thriving cultivation civilization would exist here.
Just as he was preparing to continue his voyage, his expression suddenly shifted, and he looked to his left with surprise.
Murderous intent?
In the corner of his eye, he glimpsed an earth-shattering display of [Murderous Intent!]
[Top Mahayana!]
[Murderous Intent!]
[Yang Ji!]
[Die!]
"What? It's coming for !" Yang Ji's heart raced.
A top Mahayana was surging towards him—this was serious trouble.
He prepared to flee, but the person was a top Mahayana, moving with unbelievable speed, millions of li in a single step, appearing virtually the mont the information displayed.
And there, in the void, erged the figure.
"Bad news, it's him, a top Mahayana of the Yaksha Clan!" Yang Ji's expression changed.
"Young friend, we et again!" The Yaksha Great Vehicle greeted with a smile, employing an incomparable thod to seal off all directions, showing an air of having everything under control, as if Yang Ji was already in his grasp.
"Senior, there was no grudge between us in days past, and no quarrel in recent tis. Why must you persistently harass ? I am the first disciple, ranked in the Heavenly Court Listing. If you kill , are you not afraid of the wrath of the Immortal Kings from above descending upon you?" Yang Ji, immobilized in midair and with his heart sinking, still spoke calmly.
Hearing this, the expression of the Yaksha Mahayana faltered, his brow creasing slightly without a trace before relaxing again, then he said with a smile, "You have not yet ascended to the Immortal Realm, so what ranking do you have?
Over countless eons, nurous first disciples have perished, and no Immortal King shall inquire about the death of a first disciple who has not ascended to the Immortal Realm. Your current value is far from warranting an Immortal King to protect your path."
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