Brother Feng exerted all his strength in flying, yet the more he fled, the more uneasy he felt.
The tunneling light behind him was frighteningly fast; in just the blink of an eye, it had closed the distance considerably. It seemed that in mere moments, it would catch up to him.
The mountaintop ahead appeared to be within reach, yet felt impossibly distant. At this critical juncture, he couldn't afford to hesitate. Gritting his teeth, he pulled a white feather from his sleeve bag and blew a mouthful of Spiritual Energy onto it.
The white feather, nourished by the energy, seemed to gain a spiritual nature. It trembled violently, broke free from his hand, and in an instant transformed into a billowing cloud of mist. Wrapping tightly around him, it rapidly turned into a streaking white rainbow that shot forward in flight.
With this boost, his tunneling speed more than doubled. In just a few breaths, he would be past the mountaintop.
