Xiao Wenbing stopped in his tracks, stumbled, and almost fell.
He wouldn't have cared too much if someone else had asked such a rude question. But coming from someone as powerful and beautiful as the Seven-Colored Wing King, it was rather unpleasant.
With a dark expression, Xiao Wenbing said, "Naturally, it's me, Xiao."
Suddenly, he felt a strange fluctuation beside him. Glancing to the side, he saw the Great Serpent Supreme standing there, laughing happily like a weasel that had stolen a hen.
Seeing that everyone's attention was turning towards it, the Great Serpent Supreme hurriedly explained, "I've said it before, anyone who met Fellow Daoist Xiao three years ago will not behave much better than me when we meet again."
Everyone suddenly realized that Xiao Wenbing had just left the Samsara Palace and was then wrongly accused by the Great Serpent Supreme.
For these supreme beings who have cultivated for millions of years, the fact that someone could reach the same level in just a few years is something that completely overturns the understanding of all immortals, so it is not surprising that they have such an attitude.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, your methods are truly remarkable. I admire you greatly." After a moment, the Seven-Colored Winged King withdrew his surprised gaze and said.
Regardless of whether her heart was in turmoil, she had at least regained her usual composure on the surface.
Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the praise, Your Majesty. I was just lucky for a moment and my cultivation progressed a little faster."
A glint flashed in the eyes of the Seven-Colored Winged King; this was far too fast.
Her gaze swept over Xiao Wenbing's back, and her expression grew increasingly solemn.
She had already met most of Zhang Yaqi, Feng Baiyi, and others last time, and she had even met the Food King who was brought from the Linglong Immortal Realm once.
She paid close attention to Xiao Wenbing, who was capable of producing the Rejuvenation Pill and divine treasures. Therefore, she clearly remembered that the cultivation levels of this group of people should all be at the Integration Realm.
But in just three short years, these minor immortals who were originally at the Integration stage had all reached the Supreme level. Even seeing it with one's own eyes, it was still hard to believe.
With a shift in his gaze, the Seven-Colored Winged King suddenly said, "Fellow Immortal Xiao, congratulations on reaching the Refining Spirit Realm. With one more step forward, you will be able to step into the God Realm."
"Not at all," Xiao Wenbing said modestly. "If you want to face the final tribulation of refining the spirit, you'll have to wait at least a few more years."
“A few years…” the Seven-Colored Winged King murmured, reflecting on his millions of years of arduous cultivation, which seemed to have become so worthless at this moment.
However, being the Lord of the Forest Sea, he only seemed dazed for a moment before quickly regaining his senses and asking directly, "Fellow immortals, what can I do for you? I will certainly not refuse any help that Seven Colors can provide."
She spoke with high-sounding words, knowing full well that she couldn't possibly win over this group. These thirteen people had come to the forest in a grand procession; if they claimed they were just there to see her without any ulterior motives, no one would believe them.
Therefore, she had long ago made up her mind that no matter what demands Xiao Wenbing made, as long as they were not too excessive, she intended to accept them.
"Haha, I wouldn't dare to offer any guidance." Xiao Wenbing turned around and pointed at Feng Baiyi, saying, "This is my friend. I've heard that the Seven-Colored Supreme's immortal techniques are the best in Huangzhou, so I'm itching to learn from him."
A burst of light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Seven-Colored Wing King, but Xiao Wenbing remained smiling and expressionless.
After a long while, the Seven-Colored Winged King finally regained his composure and slowly said, "Since you are so kind, I, the Seven-Colored Winged King, will naturally oblige."
Volume 22, Chapter 24: The Battle in the Skies (Part 1)
------------------------
It was as blue as a sheet of blue paper, with a few thin white clouds floating gently in the breeze, as if melted by the sunlight.
Tens of thousands of meters above the forest, more than ten people stood suspended in mid-air.
A strong gale swept past them, yet it didn't even budge a single hair on their bodies.
Protected by the shield, they didn't even notice the slight wind.
Xiao Wenbing and the others kept their distance, leaving a large enough space for the two supreme-level experts to verify each other's findings.
Above the Seven-Colored Winged King Palace in the Forest, two stunningly beautiful women stood facing each other.
Their beautiful figures, suspended in mid-air, appeared even smaller against the boundless sky. Yet no one dared to underestimate them, not even the natural forces that contained the might of heaven and earth could make them bow down.
Whether it was the Seven-Colored Winged King, who had been famous for many years and had experienced countless battles, or the Phoenix White Robe, who had just entered the Refining God Realm but had already completely mastered the power of heavenly thunder, they both stood proudly against the wind.
In their eyes, there seemed to be nothing else worth noting between heaven and earth, except for their opponents.
Just before leaving the palace, the Seven-Colored Winged King was worried that these supreme immortals who had comprehended divine power might also resort to the same gang-up tactics they used against the Skeleton Supreme.
However, the moment her eyes met Feng Baiyi's, she immediately dismissed the thought.
Those were pure yet fiercely competitive eyes. A person with such eyes would never team up to launch a sneak attack. Even if someone tried to interfere, it would be impossible. Because she clearly understood the pride represented in those dark eyes.
Only with such a gaze can one earn the complete respect of the Seven-Colored Wing King.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you think Master Feng can win?" the Great Serpent Supreme asked worriedly from the side.
What do you think?
"This..." The Great Serpent Supreme pondered for a long time before finally saying, "If another hundred years pass, the Phoenix Master will definitely win."
Xiao Wenbing was greatly surprised and asked, "Why another hundred years?"
"Master Feng is, after all, an immortal who has comprehended the power of heavenly thunder. Once she becomes a god, she will surely be one of the most outstanding among all the gods. However..." The giant snake glanced at the two people facing off in the distance, who looked like tiny black dots. As if afraid that Feng Baiyi would hear, it lowered its voice and said, "However, Master Feng has just used the power of the Samsara Palace to advance to the Refining God Realm. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to exert the strongest effect in the use of immortal power. As for that stinky bird Seven Colors, it actually has some ability."
He paused for a moment and said, "Actually, in terms of status, the opponent of the Seven Colors should be the real one."
It dared not directly say that it did not think highly of Feng Baiyi, so it could only express its meaning in a roundabout way.
Xiao Wenbing chuckled inwardly. The giant snake's concerns were indeed somewhat reasonable, but it did not know that Feng Baiyi had long since reached a level of mastery in controlling energy.
Its exquisite craftsmanship surpasses even that of other similar products.
Although no divine status has yet been achieved, it's just a thin veil that can be pierced at any time. Moreover, given their extremely refined level of understanding, controlling this immortal power is not a problem.
"Yaqi, who do you think will win?" Xiao Wenbing turned to Zhang Yaqi and asked.
With a slight smile, Zhang Yaqi replied without hesitation, "Of course it's Sister Feng."
"You have so much confidence in her?" Xiao Wenbing asked, taken aback.
Zhang Yaqi smiled sweetly and said, "If you didn't have confidence, would you still have let Sister Feng fight?"
Xiao Wenbing touched his nose, laughed, and said nothing more.
The gale-force winds at 10,000 meters above the ground did not stop for a moment; on the contrary, they seemed to be getting stronger.
Unseen wisps of energy emanated from the Seven-Colored Winged King, their power resonating with the winds of nature, complementing each other perfectly.
Gradually, the wind around the Seven-Colored Winged King subsided, while a powerful gale gradually gathered around Feng Baiyi.
This is one of the Seven-Colored Wing King's signature skills: the Seven-Colored Whirlwind Formation.
The Seven-Colored Winged King is a primordial alien species, born with the ability to summon wind and rain, especially possessing an extremely unique ability to sense and manipulate whirlwinds in the world.
Countless years have passed since her birth. Utilizing her special abilities and celestial energy, she has created the development path that best suits her, and the Seven-Colored Whirlwind Formation is the formation that best allows her to unleash her abilities.
The farther away from the ground, the greater the power of the wind gust.
The high altitude of tens of thousands of meters is the most suitable place for her to fight. Among all the masters of the self-esteem level, no one can compete with her here.
Feng Baiyi, on the other side, seemed unaware of all this, and thus allowed her to calmly set up the formation. Now, seeing the formation nearing completion and victory seemingly within her grasp, she couldn't help but feel a surge of secret joy.
However, it's impossible to guess what methods this person used to advance in cultivation level within three years. But even with immense power, it's still impossible to contend with a true supreme-level top immortal.
She stood against the wind, letting herself manipulate its force to create a protective net, yet she remained as still as a log, offering not even the slightest attempt to resist. Such a person, even with supreme power, posed no threat whatsoever.
However, for some reason, when she saw Feng Baiyi's clear, big eyes, a strange feeling welled up in her heart that was hard to describe, as if all her efforts had been in vain.
The current situation is extremely favorable for the Seven-Colored Winged King. If this continues, the moment her energy completely merges with the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) will be the moment she wins the battle.
Although the situation appeared favorable on the surface, the Seven-Colored Wing King increasingly sensed an ominous premonition.
Years of brushing with death have given her a premonition far beyond that of ordinary people. In her mind's eye, Feng Baiyi in front of her not only showed no embarrassment, but also appeared very calm and composed.
Countless thoughts raced through the Seven-Colored Wing King's mind. Feng Baiyi's face remained expressionless, as if she were unaware that she was in a dangerous situation, which made her even more uneasy.
Her composure and indifference to the whirlwind around her suggest she possesses a method to break the formation.
Or... a strange thought suddenly popped into the Seven-Colored Wing King's mind: could it be that Feng Baiyi was just pretending all along?
His expression subtly changed, and the whirlwind in the air intensified once more.
Qi Cai was also a decisive person. Although she couldn't figure out Feng Baiyi's plans, now that the Seven-Colored Whirlwind Formation was complete, it was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released.
"Be careful."
The Seven-Colored Winged King spoke coldly, his words like ancient ice, chilling to the bone.
The fierce wind in the air suddenly underwent endless changes. The colorless, odorless, and shapeless gale transformed into countless sharp, invisible blades that surged toward Feng Baiyi.
Powerful wind blades came from all directions, blocking all of Feng Baiyi's paths and escape routes.
Within this wind formation, the Seven-Colored Winged King is undoubtedly the king; no matter who it is, they will all fall victim to this endless raging wind.
The expressions of the Great Serpent Supreme and the Food King all changed simultaneously. The Seven-Colored Winged King was indeed a powerful figure who could shake the world.
If the roles were reversed, even the Great Serpent Sovereign wouldn't be confident he could escape unscathed from this wind formation.
The wind intensified, forming an invisible wall of wind around Feng Baiyi.
“Fellow Phoenix, you have already entered my formation, why not admit defeat?” The Seven-Colored Winged King asked suddenly after a moment of consideration.
The reason she left Feng Baiyi a way out was firstly because she didn't want to make enemies with him. More than ten Supreme Beings—if they really attacked all at once, even if she were ten times more arrogant, she knew she would absolutely not be able to stop them.
Not only could they not stop it, but even escaping with their lives would be a luxury.
Secondly, the strange feeling in her heart became even more abrupt as her advantage was established. Now, she had to admit that she couldn't see through Feng Baiyi at all.
Perhaps this is the real reason why she made an exception for her.
Unexpectedly, Feng Baiyi looked directly at the Seven-Colored Wing King and, who had been silent all along, finally revealed a slight smile, saying, "It's alright, you can make your move."
Hearing such a calm tone, the Seven-Colored Winged King felt a chill run down her spine. She gazed deeply at Feng Baiyi's beautiful face, took a deep breath, and made her final decision.
"Alright, be careful, Fellow Fengxian."
The sharp wind blades showed no mercy, stabbing fiercely towards Feng Baiyi with a piercing whistle.
The Seven-Colored Winged King, behind her, made hand seals, waiting for Feng Baiyi to make a move to dodge or defend before unleashing another wave of wind blades. He was determined to maintain a continuous barrage of attacks, forcing her to be overwhelmed and ultimately defeated.
Just as the powerful wind blades were about to strike Feng Baiyi's body, she remained calm, as if she hadn't noticed anything at all.
While worried, the Seven-Colored Winged King was also furious.
This was her all-out attack, and even she herself dared not take it lightly, but the other party's performance was simply unbearable for him.
However, anger did not cloud reason. Despite his resentment, the first wave of attacks did not cause him to panic.