A Thousand Years

"Bigger!" "Bigger!" "Bigger! Master, make it even bigger!" Shi Wu sent message after message to Luo Feng. Luo Feng was also giving it his all. The original Shi Wu Wings, in a world-shattering battle countless eons ago, had their six pairs of wings broken apart, each suffering immense hidden damage. The topmost sixth pair of wings, the 'White Wings,' supported by the Source, had at least recovered from some of their hidden damage despite drifting for so long. Only three extremely severe injuries remained, requiring the consumption of numerous precious materials to heal. But at least it had the 'Source,' allowing it to display monstrous power. The other five pairs of wings, however, were in a sorry state. They had long since scattered, drifting to unknown locations, each suffering severe hidden damage and a significant drop in power. Without the 'Source' as their core, they had endured various perils during their wanderings, such as the three great forbidden zones and other dangerous places that could cause even a Cosmic Overlord to fall or destroy a pinnacle supreme treasure. Although these wings had survived time and again, their hidden damage had become even more severe. Only now, with the two pairs of wings Luo Feng had obtained, could they fully absorb the Source's energy to restore themselves. "Stop, stop," the White Wings desperately cried out. "Bigger, bigger, bigger," Shi Wu, however, kept urging Luo Feng. The more perfect the Shi Wu Wings became, the easier it was to expand them. ... The larger the volume, the more blade-like light it could absorb at the same time. The four wings... were infinitely tall! Spanning several light-years, the entire Shi Wu Wings could completely rival the colossal light-wing. The light-wing was already trembling as if on the verge of collapse, as vast amounts of blade-like light flew towards the Shi Wu Wings, merging into them. "Master, over countless eons, my countless components have accumulated much hidden damage. Now, I've recovered ten percent!" Shi Wu sounded very excited. "Only ten percent? It's already been half a day," Luo Feng thought, secretly startled. Indeed, restoring such a supreme treasure was incredibly demanding. Fortunately, there was the 'Source'; otherwise, relying solely on his own divine power would be utterly insufficient, at least in the short term. ... "You bandit." "You thief! This is my energy! Mine!" The White Wings went from trying to stop them to outright cursing. "Come on, come on, try it, if you have the guts, kill me! Do you think I'm scared of you?" Shi Wu taunted. "Besides, this energy belongs to all six pairs of our wings. Is it wrong for me to use some to repair myself? Do you want to monopolize it?" "I am the wings and also the Source!" the White Wings retorted furiously. "Haha... just a spirit, with no offensive capability whatsoever. I have a master, you just wait. I know all your secrets, and my master will definitely subdue you in the future," Shi Wu boasted. "Argh, argh, argh, dream on, dream on! Your master wants to subdue me? Impossible. I'll find a new master first, have my new master kill your human master, and then devour you," the White Wings spat with hatred. The two spirits, their fluctuations transmitted. Although they possessed intelligence, they weren't truly living beings and couldn't fight. Moreover, they were spirits born from different components of the same supreme treasure. If one day, the Shi Wu Wings and the White Wings truly merged, then of the two spirits... only one was destined to survive. One of them was bound to perish. Thus, Shi Wu and the White Wings' spirit were completely at odds. Shi Wu was trying to help Luo Feng subdue the White Wings. The White Wings, at first, simply wanted to kill Luo Feng because he didn't meet the requirements, intending to devour and dismantle the many treasures on him to repair itself. Now that Shi Wu had been born, it was even more impossible for the White Wings to help Luo Feng. It understood very well... that human would definitely trust the newly born 'spirit' more. "You still want to find a master? Can a Universe Venerable with the will of a Cosmic Overlord even reach you? Or perhaps a Universe Master with an even more terrifying will will come to you?" Shi Wu was utterly triumphant. "Haha, you are destined to fall. You know you're going to perish, yet you have no way to stop it, you can't even move to escape." Spirits were truly tragic in this way. Unable to control the supreme treasure's movement themselves. "You, you... I will definitely find a new master, and then devour you, you will die, you will die!" The White Wings' spirit was going a little mad. It didn't hate the human as much as it hated 'Shi Wu.' Only one of them was destined to live. ... Time flowed by. "Already recovered thirty percent." "Recovered forty percent." "Master, I've recovered halfway." Every so often, Shi Wu would excitedly inform Luo Feng. In the blink of an eye, about 30 hours had passed, and by then, the Shi Wu Wings had recovered ninety percent. "Nearly 30 hours, constantly devouring vast amounts of blade-like light, energy that surpasses a Cosmic Overlord, transformed and stored by the 'Source'," Luo Feng marveled. Such energy, exceeding a Cosmic Overlord, was incredibly rare. The majestic colossal light-wing and the silver four wings, both spanning several light-years, faced each other from afar. Countless blade-like lights from the colossal light-wing flew towards the silver wings. At first glance, the colossal light-wing seemed unaffected, but compared to 30 hours ago, it had actually shrunk by a full circle! Its diameter had decreased by half a light-year, indicating the immense amount of blade-like light it had lost. "Damn it." "Damn it, I will definitely devour you. I will." The White Wings had run out of words, only able to curse. "Come on, come on," the Shi Wu Wings, however, were extremely smug. "Master, I have fully recovered!" Shi Wu suddenly sent a message, making Luo Feng pause for a moment before he was overcome with joy. A day and a half. It took a day and a half, absorbing such high-level blade-like light—each beam stronger than a Cosmic Overlord's attack—to fully restore the two pairs of wings. "Fully? And their power has also recovered?" Luo Feng asked, expectant. "Yes, yes, yes, I am completely undamaged now," the Shi Wu Wings quickly replied. "Of course, I am only two of the six pairs of wings, and Master can only unleash two secret techniques at most. However, these two pairs of wings have reached their peak state. Even if one possessed all six complete wings, if they could only control the first and second techniques, it would be the same as Master controlling them now." Luo Feng was suddenly taken aback. "Shi Wu, do you mean I can still only activate two techniques at most? But their power has greatly increased?" "Yes, Master. Before, I had countless hidden damages. When divine power flowed through my secret patterns, it was only half as effective, barely unleashing a fraction of my power. But now, I can unleash a hundred percent of my power," Shi Wu explained. Luo Feng understood immediately. It was like a machine: when old and worn, its performance was only ten or twenty percent, but at its peak, it delivered its best performance. ... "Are you still absorbing light?" Luo Feng asked. "I can't absorb any more," Shi Wu said helplessly. "Before, I was damaged, so when I absorbed it, it was automatically consumed for repairs. But now that I'm completely healed, even if I absorb it, I can't consume it; it will just fly out of me. There's nowhere inside me to store this light." "Only the Source can store light, and only through the Source can this light be controlled," Shi Wu stated. Luo Feng sighed inwardly. "It's a pity Master couldn't make the White Wings reveal the Source earlier. If the Source had come out alone, Master could have directly trapped it within the Star Tower. Without the Source, the White Wings outside would be utterly defenseless, and Master could easily collect them into the Star Tower. Then Master could slowly temper his will, and when the time was right, he could make them acknowledge him as master," Shi Wu said with regret. "But now, Master has no way." Luo Feng nodded. Indeed. Before, he had spent so much time and effort with the White Wings, enduring even when he knew there was a trap... but the White Wings were too vigilant and never revealed their true core, the 'Source.' "What do we do now?" Luo Feng fretted. "There's nothing we can do but leave it here," Shi Wu said. "With the Source present, just like how no one could shake the Star Tower in the Outer Battlefield back then, no one can shake these White Wings either." Luo Feng nodded. Even when he had just used the Star Tower to ram it, the White Wings hadn't even trembled. "It's a spirit, and it can't control the White Wings to escape," Shi Wu said. "Furthermore, acknowledging a master is very demanding. I refuse to believe that a Universe Venerable with the will of a Cosmic Overlord could appear in a short time, coincidentally discover this place, and even survive to reach these White Wings." "As for a Universe Master, achieving a will that surpasses a Cosmic Overlord is even more unrealistic," Shi Wu said confidently. "Hmm, it can only be this way. We'll leave it here for now," Luo Feng nodded. "But I'm not in a hurry to leave either." Inside the Star Tower, Luo Feng smiled as he looked at the White Wings not far away. The endless, maddening crushing will still assaulted Luo Feng repeatedly, ceaselessly. "This kind of sacred land for tempering one's will is exactly what I've been looking for. Although there are others in the Universe Ocean, going to them is incredibly dangerous." ... The four silver wings extending from the Star Tower's four passages quickly shrank and vanished. The Star Tower itself shrunk to the size of a speck of dust. In this silent space. The White Wings and the Star Tower faced each other from afar, their distance slowly but continuously shrinking. "Human, you will regret this," the White Wings said, somewhat madly. But it was, after all, just a spirit, able only to watch everything unfold. Year after year passed. Luo Feng diligently tempered his will. During his tempering, he occasionally paused to study secret technique diagrams and the Path of the Beast God... especially his Youhai clone, which roamed Earth and many other planets. Many insights gained from the world also made Luo Feng's will, tempered by that terrifying impact, grow even firmer. In the blink of an eye, twelve hundred years had passed. The White Wings and the Star Tower, which had been slowly approaching each other for a long time, finally made contact for the first time. The dust-like Star Tower adhered to the White Wings. More precisely, this dust-like 'Star Tower' touched one of the bloodstains on the White Wings. That bloodstain was half a meter in diameter, and a maddeningly terrifying aura permeated from it. "Finally, contact has been made. Just the will and aura contained within a mere bloodstain are this terrifying," Luo Feng, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and saw the bloodstain right outside the Star Tower!