The next moment, Ian Song began forming hand seals and chanting the incantation. Instantly, the Wind Element Heart within his body started to ripple, and the surrounding wind elements seemed to be drawn in, gathering around him.
Slowly, a pair of cyan wings began to form behind him.
"Go!"
With a flap of his cyan wings, Ian's body transformed into a streak of blue light and shot forward.
His speed was fast, but still fell short of the vampire prince’s, and there was a delay in activation—something that would be a serious disadvantage in actual combat.
Over the next two months, Ian trained bitterly in the Divine Temple, focusing on Wind God Art. At last, he managed to refine Riding the Wind to the point of instant-cast.
Even so, he felt that Riding the Wind was still a bit slower than the vampire prince’s speed after transformation.
Although it was a little slower, with the Art of Great Teleportation as backup, he wouldn’t be as powerless as last time.
Given that, maybe it was time to go find the vampire prince for another test.
With that thought, Ian once again took on the appearance of the 'Righteous Master,' left the Divine Temple, and used the Art of Great Teleportation to arrive outside Roxon City.
The Domain Barrier, which Ian had previously blasted open with his Primal Heaven-Net Palm, had already been repaired.
Last time, as soon as he attacked the Domain Barrier, the vampire prince appeared—so it stood to reason that breaking the barrier would make him show up again.
So, Ian’s figure suddenly appeared high above the Domain Barrier, then unleashed several hundred palm strikes in rapid succession.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!"
The sound of shattering rang out, and immediately, a large section of the Domain Barrier was smashed apart.
In the basement beneath the central villa, inside a crystal coffin, Mason Hu’s eyes snapped open, filled with murderous intent: "Who is it—who is it this time?"
The Domain Barrier he’d painstakingly constructed had been broken just yesterday, leaving him extremely frustrated. After all, that so-called Righteous Master wasn’t even that strong, yet managed to shatter his Domain Barrier—making Mason doubt its true power.
After repairing it, he gave Cici and Joy some instructions, then returned to the crystal coffin to continue his slumber.
He hadn’t even slept a full day before once again sensing the Domain Barrier being breached.
This left him both furious and doubtful—after all that effort, was his Domain Barrier really so fragile?
The next moment, Mason Hu slapped the coffin lid aside and shot into the sky above Roxon City. But when he saw the gray-robed figure hovering outside the city, his rage boiled over and he gritted his teeth. "You again, you old bastard!"
"Ha! Little bat, we meet again." Ian Song smiled and waved at Mason Hu.
"Little bat, my ass—go to hell!" Mason Hu snapped, and in the next instant, his figure vanished from sight.
Before mastering Wind God Art, Ian couldn’t sense Mason Hu’s movement trajectory at all. But now, the moment Mason moved, Ian could immediately perceive his flight path.
"I get it now!"
Ian suddenly shouted in excitement. He shifted sideways several meters, and just as he moved, Mason Hu appeared at the very spot where Ian had been floating a moment before.
Riding the Wind isn’t just about flying—it also lets you sense the movement trajectories of other living beings within a certain range. In simple terms, it’s motion prediction.
For example, if two ordinary people are fighting, and you know in advance your opponent will aim for your eye socket, you can dodge the moment they raise their hand.
Right now, that’s exactly what Ian was experiencing.
His first attack missed, but Mason Hu wasn’t surprised—he lunged at Ian again.
"Pfft!"
But he still missed.
Ian’s figure appeared several kilometers away, loudly mocking, “Little bat, you’re too slow today! Is it because you haven’t had any blood? Why don’t you go home, have a drink, and come back?”
"Courting death!"
Hearing Ian’s taunt, wings rapidly sprouted from Mason Hu’s back.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
All twelve wings beat in unison, and in the blink of an eye, Mason Hu crossed several kilometers, smashing down toward Ian.
"Boom!"
The void collapsed, and a black hole appeared.
"Damn it!"
Glaring at Ian Song, who hovered hundreds of meters away, Mason Hu was furious. "Old bastard, if you’ve got guts, stop running!"
"Fine! I’ll give you a proper fight!" Ian answered.
World-Shaping Avatar.
Boom!
Ian’s body instantly expanded, transforming into a giant nine-zhang tall. With a single stride, he crossed hundreds of meters and swung his fist at Mason Hu.
Bang!
A massive fist and a tiny one collided in midair.
The result: the giant staggered backward, while the smaller figure stood unmoving, as solid as a mountain.
"Again!"
Even though World-Shaping Avatar was still weaker than Mason Hu, Ian felt that after that punch, his understanding of the art had deepened a little. Actual combat really is the best way to improve.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Enormous fists crashed down from above, like Mount Tai falling on Mason Hu—but he met them head-on, unafraid, and punched back.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tremendous noise shook heaven and earth, making the air buzz and leaving eardrums ringing.
After hundreds of consecutive punches, Ian realized his true essence was down to less than ten percent. So, when he was knocked back, he used the Art of Great Teleportation to vanish instantly.
Seeing Ian flee again, Mason Hu was so angry he nearly exploded: "Damn old bastard—no shame at all!"
Teleporting back to the villa, Ian returned to normal size. As soon as he arrived, he entered the Divine Temple, took out a supreme-grade spirit crystal to recover his cultivation, and then began practicing World-Shaping Avatar again.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four times.
...
A hundred times!
Finally, after Ian drilled World-Shaping Avatar a hundred times without rest, he felt a membrane break—like water flowing naturally—and reached the Minor Achievement realm.
Boom!
He unleashed World-Shaping Avatar again, and this time, a ten-zhang-tall giant appeared in the starry sky.
It was only one zhang taller, but Ian could feel the giant’s power had broken through the Nascent Soul stage and reached the Out-of-Body stage—in other words, his strength now rivaled that of a Martial God-class fighter.
However, with the increase in power, the duration shrank—his true essence could only sustain the avatar for two and a half minutes.
Should I go find that vampire prince for more practice?
Ian mused to himself.
In the end, he let the idea go. Even if World-Shaping Avatar now reached Martial God-class, he was still a bit short of the vampire prince’s level—and with only two and a half minutes, a head-on clash would still leave him at a disadvantage.
Leaving the Divine Temple, Ian grabbed some ingredients from the fridge and cooked a meal for himself, then summoned Liza Li and the others.
After devouring a Count’s Heart Core, Liza Li had smoothly advanced to earl rank. Victor Wang hadn’t reached earl, but was now a late-stage viscount, while Liza Yale had just barely broken through to early viscount.