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The real world.
"Red Cloud Daoist! Hold on! I'm going to assist Emperor Xi in commanding the All Heaven Star Formation!"
The black sleeve of Kunpeng unfurled, like a giant wing covering the sky.
"Wind, co!"
Kunpeng gave a low shout, words and laws follow!
In an instant, the wind arose.
The wind, from the distant Nine Heavens Cloud Do, roared down, carrying the majesty of heaven, fierce yet vast, it was the "Wind of Heaven"!
The wind, spiraled up from the boundless earth, muddy yet heavy, it was the "Wind of Earth"!
Wind, from the void cracks torn by the great battle, backfilled in, filled with silence and chaos, cold and deadly, was the "Wind of Chaos"!
Heaven, earth, chaos, three distinct yet equally terrifying "winds" swept in all directions.
Even the gentlest breeze, under Kunpeng's exquisite control, transford into an extrely violent, terrifying force capable of tearing apart the divine body of a Daluo Golden Immortal!
The sky seed to repeatedly open and close, kneaded by an invisible giant hand!
Countless black holes ford by the high-speed rotation of the Wind Law appeared out of thin air, exuding a destructive aura!
The boundless chaos hurricanes, like awakened ancient beasts, roared towards the group of "rebellious" Immortal Gods besieging Red Cloud!
This sudden, world-annihilating attack left those at the forefront, like the Lord of Myriad Phenona and others, shocked and unable to avoid it!
In an instant, they were trapped by the violent hurricane, as if caught in a boundless cage made of storms.
Their Indestructible Innate Divine Bodies began to shake in the face of this terrifying astral wind.
The invisible astral wind turned into tangible sharp blades, relentlessly and crazily slicing through their bodies, tearing at their divine souls, as if trying to completely shred them into the most primitive particles from soul to flesh!
"Go!"
Kunpeng seized the fleeting opportunity, decisively unfurling the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure in his hand—the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag!
The black banner unfurled, the endless Xuan Ming Heavy Water transford into an indestructible barrier, forcibly tearing open a gap in the not yet fully closed encirclent once again!
Kunpeng's figure rged with the Xuan Ming Heavy Water, transforming into a black stream of light, and in an instant, broke out of the encirclent!
However, just as he was about to escape and heading towards the core area of the All Heaven Star Formation.
A gentle and jade-like, yet slightly playful voice leisurely sounded in front of him.
"I've heard that the Demon Master is proficient in the Feng Shui Dao, seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary."
Kunpeng's heart seized, he suddenly looked up.
Not far ahead, sohow, a figure was already standing there.
That figure walked amidst the storm he stirred up, the clothes fluttering, unaffected in the slightest, and instead seed to dance harmoniously with the winds of this world.
The newcor was none other than among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the one who mastered the Wind Law—Ancestor Witch Tian Wu.
He bore a striking and extraordinary appearance, starkly different from the rugged images of the other Ancestral Witches.
Brows like distant mountains, eyes like cold stars.
A mysterious blue wind pattern grew between his brows, sotis stretching like flowing clouds, sotis flashing like thunder, full of contradictory and enchanting charm.
Tian Wu, leisurely and at ease, moved through the terrifying hurricane enough to shred a Da Luo, as if taking a casual stroll in the courtyard.
Finally, he gently landed in front of Kunpeng, blocking his path.
Kunpeng halted, his expression turned extrely serious.
Tian Wu looked at Kunpeng with a gentle smile, as if an old friend catching up, and slowly said, "Before becoming the Wind God, I was actually also a Water God." (See Chapter 162 and Chapter 172 for details)
"Now feeling eager for so action, I ca to ask the Demon Master for guidance on this 'Feng Shui Dao', would that be possible?"
"Seeking guidance on Feng Shui Dao? Hmph! Then you have found the wrong god."
Kunpeng gave a cold snort, at this mont concerned with the entire battle situation, he had no intention to entangle with Tian Wu here.
His figure flickered, intending to transform into the giant Kun of Beiming, break through the space, and forcefully leave.
"Daoist, why the rush?"
Tian Wu still wore a relaxed deanor, he gently blew a breath towards the void.
"Eight Wind Barrier!"
This breath seed gentle.
But the mont it left his mouth, it turned into eight distinct yet interrelated, continuously circulating terrifying divine winds!
The east was the "Strip Wind" full of vitality and decay; the southeast was the "Scenery Wind" warm and moist; the south was the scorching "Fla Wind"; the southwest was the "Cool Wind" carrying a sense of killing...
The winds of eight directions worked together at this mont.
They intertwined to form an invisible yet indestructible "Eight Wind Cage", sealing all the space around Kunpeng!
"It seems, Daoist doesn't intend to let go?" Kunpeng's voice beca icy and chilling.
"Not so, not so." Tian Wu shook his finger, his smile remained warm.
"Just want to ask Daoist to accompany for a while."
Before the words fell, his figure moved.
No longer walking casually, he turned into a real, shadowless, and invisible "wind"!
In an instant, he appeared behind Kunpeng, pointing a finger.
This finger seed slow, yet crossed the distance of ti and space.
This finger seed plain, yet appeared as the ultimate condensation of the universe's "Wind Dao".
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