"Hmm? It dispersed, has the battle ended?" Feng Qiu initially thought he had forced Zhao Xing beyond the boundary, but after waiting for two breaths, he wasn’t transported out.
Feng Qiu’s face changed drastically as he whirled around, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"What’s going on, why is there fog behind me too!"
"I, I got the direction wrong? How is that possible!"
Feng Qiu was shocked. Was the Yin Wind Skill affecting him this much?
Feng Qiu didn’t know what had happened, but he knew the battle wasn’t over, so he decided to go again.
Whatever the magic affecting him, in front of his Ten-Transcendent Wind Skill, it was all illusory!
Ten-transcendent against nine-transcendent, the advantage is mine!
The winds around Feng Qiu became even fiercer, like a bursting dam’s torrent, surging and majestic.
"Heavenly Frost! Heavenly Fire! Yin Wind!"
Zhao Xing still used the combination of Heavenly Frost, Heavenly Fire, and Yin Wind to obstruct Feng Qiu.
The second deployment had a greater power because the Heavenly Time within the Wind and Thunder Canyon had unknowingly changed to favor Zhao Xing’s combat, enhancing his spell power.
Being unable to summon Yin Wind from the ground for defense, Feng Qiu shattered the Heavenly Frost and Heavenly Fire, but was influenced by the Yin Wind once more.
When he regained his senses, Feng Qiu looked around and was again faced with fog on both sides.
Within the fog ahead, a figure was moving; it seemed Zhao Xing was hiding in there.
"Hmph, this must be fake, you won’t deceive me!"
Feng Qiu immediately changed direction and attacked backward.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"
Blue swords shot into the fog, while dual-layer spheres rotated, trying to wind the fog upwards.
Zhao Xing stood on the other end, watching Feng Qiu desperately attacking. The Fog Concealment on that end was quickly dispersed by Feng Qiu.
But, fogging once again became even easier.
Zhao Xing looked up at the sky, then glanced down at every part of the Wind and Thunder Canyon, as if Feng Qiu no longer existed.
"Before the fourth transition of the Knowledge Realm, draw on the forces of heaven and earth to enhance the power of spells, Heavenly Fire born at the Beginning of Summer, Heavenly Frost at Frost Descent, Fog Concealment at the Start of Spring — these three spells, born in different seasons, yet interconnected, have not elevated my realm but have indeed increased their power."
"When the forces of heaven and earth accumulate to a certain degree, the change occurs, and none—human, beast, or object—can escape the natural laws of spells."
Zhao Xing closed his eyes and pointed with a finger.
A sudden flash of golden light appeared above Feng Qiu’s head, all the fog abruptly condensing into a single drop of rain.
Taken by surprise, Feng Qiu sensed something and looked towards the sky as his pupils dilated.
What seemed like an ordinary raindrop fell down.
Yet it easily crushed nine blue swords and also overwhelmed the dual-layer spheres.
"How is this possible!" Feng Qiu raged.
He exerted all his strength to counteract this single raindrop, causing the rotating sphere to reappear.
But the tiny raindrop, as if endowed with immense force, merely resisted slightly before the sphere still collapsed.
Four blue figures wielding axes rushed forward, striking at the raindrop.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle~"
The blue figures seemed frozen in place for a moment, then transformed into chaotic Gang Wind and dispersed.
The Nine Swords and Four Gods were broken
"Wind Devours the World!"
Four Gang Wind vortexes in front of Feng Qiu instantly merged into one, a vortex capable of sweeping across the entire canyon, forming around Feng Qiu at the center.
But before it could spread, the raindrop had already fallen.
The storm, centered on Feng Qiu, fired out a shockwave.
Cen Sanji watched this scene, his eyes slightly squinted.
With each transformation, a spell’s power has a recognized base value at its efficacy level.
Feng Qiu had exerted his utmost, elevating this move to a level-eleven skill! Its power was comparable to a first transformation of high-level magic.
But this had drained Feng Qiu’s vital energy because his path had not reached that level; rather, he collected Wind Power to bulk up, breaking the limit of the "Spell!" It was like piling up many third-tier firecrackers to achieve the power of a single fourth-tier one.
Of course, achieving this was not easy, and some could not even if they wanted to.
Could Zhao Xing handle such an extraordinary move?
The raindrop eventually dispersed, even the fog around Zhao Xing vanished.
However, Zhao Xing still stood unyielding, his protective barrier shining, yet unharmed.
"Feng Qiu, you have strayed from the path," Zhao Xing said lightly, "A level-eleven Wind Skill is indeed strong, but it is not the grand path."
He pointed a finger, and the fog reappeared, then condensed into another raindrop.
This time the raindrop fell faster, appearing directly three meters in front of Feng Qiu just as it formed.
"Go back and ponder the three great secret texts well. Do not only cultivate spells and certainly not just the Wind Technique; otherwise, you will only ever reach the sixth rank in this lifetime."
With these words, the raindrop struck Feng Qiu’s chest.
In Feng Qiu’s despairing, shocked gaze, his body glowed brilliantly.
The next moment, Feng Qiu and Zhao Xing disappeared from the Wind and Thunder Canyon.
Zhao Xing, victorious!
"Roar~" Witnessing this scene, countless spectators before the Earth Mirror instantly burst into an uproar!