In the great harmony of the heavens, the wind, clouds, and thunder were tumultuous.
The heavy space felt tangible, pressing down on Lu Bei like a mountain, with the distant Supreme Heaven, seemingly within reach, yet unfathomably far away, its arrival time unknown even after countless years of flight.
The chaotic wind and thunder were filled with the force of laws, or to put it another way, they were entirely made up of this force of laws. The faster Lu Bei flew, the stronger the wind and thunder rejected him.
Boom, boom, boom——
Lightning struck, shattering the stars, and the golden illusion of the Golden Winged Great Roc quickly fell apart.
Lu Bei frowned, dismissing the illusion of wings made from the starlight on his body, and he countered with the characters for "shock" and "Xun." After all, he had long mastered the top-notch skills to handle wind and thunder...
Crackle and pop!
