Among the wind-element martial arts left by the Flying Spirit Sect, there were only about twenty sets, most of which were of Xing and Chen levels, with only "Wind's Wings" being a Yellow Level early-stage technique. Wind-element martial arts, especially those involving flight, were rare. Imagine, a warrior who is not a Martial Commander, yet capable of hovering in the air like one – the advantage in combat would be significant.

When a drop of blood fell on the jade slip, it glowed brightly. A stream of light entered Li Lin's forehead, transforming into a wealth of information in his mind. Moments later, the light from the jade slip faded, and Li Lin understood how to cultivate "Wind's Wings". The technique involved Qi circulating through complex meridians in the body, eventually combining with the wind element within to harness the atmospheric wind, forming wings on the back for flight.

Even for warriors who have reached the Martial Commander level, possessing a wind-element flight technique could significantly enhance their speed compared to others at the same level.

"Next, the Wood Prison Shackles." Li Lin smiled slightly and pulled out a green jade slip, radiating a dense wood-element aura. This was the wood-element martial art "Wood Prison Shackles" that Li Lin had been eager to learn.

Wood-element martial arts were even rarer than wind-element ones. They were tricky and difficult to counter. Among all elemental warriors, wind and wood-element warriors were considered the least common.

"Wood Prison Shackles" was a Yellow Level early-stage technique. Although the Flying Spirit Sect had many wood-element techniques at various levels, including the highest being a Yellow Level high-tier technique, Li Lin chose "Wood Prison Shackles" after careful consideration. He knew he couldn’t fully utilize a technique that was too advanced for his current capabilities.

This was similar to his struggle with the Xuan-level early-stage technique "Trash Blade Soul". Currently, he could only use the first layer of the technique, "Blade Soul Slash", and was unable to perform the second and third layers, "Blade Soul Light Blade" and "Blade Soul Void Annihilation".

Li Lin's water-element technique "Furious Sea Howl", though only a Yellow Level early-stage technique, was not significantly weaker than the Xuan-level "Blade Soul Slash". This was because his current strength couldn’t fully unleash the power of "Blade Soul Slash".

Another drop of blood fell onto the jade slip, and Li Lin's mind entered it. A burst of wood-element energy spread out, turning into a wealth of information in his mind.

...

Five days later, on the back mountain of the Flying Spirit Sect, a figure appeared, around seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. The youth, Li Lin, was shirtless, appearing lean but muscular and full of explosive power. His wheat-colored, slightly yellowish skin was shiny with sweat.

"Wind's Wings." The youth chanted lightly, forming complex hand signs. Qi could be vaguely seen circulating through specific meridians, gathering wind-element energy around him.

At that moment, a surge of Qi leaked from his back, forming two invisible wings, resembling those of a bird, yet somewhat awkward.

"Whoosh..." The wings flapped, and the youth slowly ascended about three meters high.

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"Crack... Bang!"

Suddenly, the makeshift wings dissipated, and the youth fell hard to the ground, landing on his back.

"Hiss, hiss..."

A light yellow snake nearby flicked its tongue, closing its small eyes as if unable to bear watching the fall, only opening them after hearing the impact.

"Brother, does it hurt? Maybe you should rest a bit," Li Xintong ran to the youth's side. Li Lin had been practicing "Wind's Wings" these past few days, only to end up beaten black and blue.

"Damn, I don't believe this," Li Lin spat out, biting his teeth, then said to Li Xintong, "Step back a bit, Xintong. Be careful I don't fall on you."

Li Xintong reluctantly moved aside to where Little dragon and the Heavenly Winged Snow Lion were, both looking helplessly at Li Lin.

"Bang! …"

"Damn it, again..."

"Bang!"

"Keep going…"

This continued until nightfall, when Li Lin, bruised and battered, returned to his residence. After cleaning up, he left the Flying Spirit Sect with Little dragon and the Heavenly Winged Snow Lion under the cover of darkness.

The journey from the Flying Spirit Sect to the edge of the Misty Mountain Range, with the speed of the Heavenly Winged Snow Lion, took less than three hours. Having broken through to the Martial Master level several days ago, Li Lin was ready to absorb Qi for his next breakthrough.

Despite having many pills, absorbing Qi was far more efficient than consuming pills. Moreover, it only required effort and no money. Given his location in the ancient domain, absorbing Qi from warriors in the Misty Mountain Range was the best choice, as it wouldn't attract attention.

Near midnight in the Misty Mountain Range, the trees swayed eerily under the moonlight, resembling ghostly claws tearing through the sky. The howling wind and occasional beast roars added a sinister feel to the mountains.

By a bright bonfire, six figures sat cross-legged in meditation – three Martial Masters and three Martial Disciples, likely a small team from the ancient domain venturing into the Misty Mountain Range.

"Roar…"

Suddenly, a loud roar broke the silence, startling the six meditators. As they opened their eyes, a yellow streak flashed by, and one of the Martial Masters felt a chill on his neck followed by a sharp pain as a powerful force attacked his soul, rendering him unconscious.

"There's a monster attack, run!" shouted one of the five survivors as they desperately fled.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three scorching finger strikes pierced the night, swiftly followed by a flash of light and a burst of violent energy. The three Martial Disciples were instantly hit, each sprouting a blood hole and collapsing to the ground.

A figure in a green robe appeared, blocking the two remaining Martial Masters.

"Who are you!" exclaimed the two, one a first-tier and the other a second-tier Martial Master, shocked to see the figure.

"It's no use telling you," said the figure in a soft voice, his Qi trembling intensely as he launched a rapid earthen-hued palm strike.

"Just a first-tier Martial Master, you're seeking death," scoffed the second-tier Martial Master, quickly recognizing the assailant's strength. He sneered and met the attack with his own palm strike.

Simultaneously, the other Martial Master attempted to flank the green-robed figure but was stopped by the sudden appearance of a light yellow snake and a huge white beast behind him.

"Bang!"

The two palm strikes collided, sending a shockwave of violent energy and dust into the air.

"Thud, thud, thud…"

Overwhelmed by the immense force, the second-tier Martial Master staggered back incredulously, unable to believe that the first-tier Martial Master’s strength could suppress his own.

"Die," he grunted, steadying himself and launching a series of hand seals. He then opened and clenched his fists, enveloping them in earthen Qi and charging towards Li Lin with a light

-like speed.

Li Lin watched calmly, aware of his own strength. Although a first-tier Martial Master, he was not inferior to the second-tier opponent, thanks to his wide meridians and large Qi sea. His strength could even match a third-tier Martial Master.

After a cold smirk, Li Lin's face showed a strange smile. He slowly raised his hand and then swiftly opened it, shouting, "Devour!"

As Li Lin's command fell, a bizarre force erupted from his palm. It was not violent but swirled like a vortex, striking the second-tier Martial Master's palm.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound followed, and the second-tier Martial Master's expression froze. He stood motionlessly, as if bound by an invisible force, unable to move.