Ye Tian tightly grasped the wooden sword carved from the millennium ancient tree's Shu Xin with his left hand, and communicated earnestly with the Shu Xin within the wooden sword.
"Shu Xin, this might be my last chance. If I can't find Elder Guo's whereabouts, I'm afraid we'll never have another chance to win against the Black Hole Clan!"
Seeing Ye Tian's somewhat dejected words, Shu Xin immediately cheered him on!
"Don't worry, kid, there's always a way out. Even if the enemy before you is strong, as long as you don't give up hope, there's always a chance to win!"
"Alright then! Let's try our luck now!"
Ye Tian nodded and immediately released the power of Wind Flow Strength from within him.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~~~~~"
The sharp sound of the wind at the peak of Phoenix Mountain was quickly absorbed by Ye Tian. Within him, a continuous surge of wind power lifted his spirits.
Soon, Ye Tian utilized the wind power to perform the technique of flying!
