Wind Devouring The World - C115

“Yes!”

After passing through the vines, they walked about five hundred meters before the trees began to thin out and their line of sight became wider. They could see the steep cliff face. If they followed it to the left, they would be able to see the buildings again. Ji Feng’s goal had been achieved. If they were able to escape the pursuit and successfully infiltrate the manor, their plan would be half successful. The next step was to search for a teleportation array. The plan was like this, it was unknown how many chances of success there were.

Ji Feng felt that he really had no strength left, and the situation with Melinda was even worse. If he did not pull her, she might have already collapsed on the ground. He knew he couldn’t continue like this. Otherwise, when those people caught up to him, they would have no choice but to wait for death.

So he said, “Take a break.”

Grinding his teeth and holding on to his strength, Melinda didn’t even have the strength to nod. With the support of Ji Feng, she sat on the ground. Most of her dress was soaked with sweat. Fortunately, the color of the fabric was not light. Otherwise, it would have been obvious that her dress was empty.

“Have some water. We’ll leave in ten minutes.”

Melinda did not say anything. He just quietly drank a few mouthfuls of water and returned the kettle to Ji Feng. Ji Feng finished drinking all the water in one breath and put away the kettle. He started to think about the spell of the Fireball Technique. He had to find a way to increase his own strength, otherwise, he and Melinda would not be able to survive.

In the previous battle, he had faintly found some inspiration. He discovered that the creation of the fireball was due to his spiritual energy resonating with the fire element in the air. His fireball was only the size of a pearl, and it was precisely because the fire element resonating with his spiritual energy was too little. As long as he could solve this problem, he wouldn’t need to chant anymore. The result was the instant cast that all magicians yearned for in their dreams. If he could master this skill, his combat power would increase exponentially. With his soul orb, even if he were to use a low level fireball technique, it would be enough to threaten the life of his enemies.

He, who was originally an expert, quickly calmed down and started to ponder about the sudden enlightenment from the previous battle. Not long after, he began experimenting, thinking of the incantation for the Fireball Technique. He tried to release his spiritual force from his sea of consciousness and communicate with the surrounding fire elements. He didn’t dare to let his psychic power get too far away from his body, because that would consume too much energy and wouldn’t be easy to control.

Noticing Ji Feng closing his eyes, Zhang Xuan frowned slightly, as though he was thinking about something. She didn’t say anything, only looked at Ji Feng with a tender expression. Along the way, her heart was tied to Ji Feng. The appearance of the monsoon had been deeply imprinted in her heart, and no one would ever replace it. Previously, she had only worn a long skirt, but no underwear. It was because she didn’t know if they would be able to leave this place safely. Furthermore, if they were to leave now, they wouldn’t even have a chance to be together. Therefore, he did not want to leave any regrets behind. However, Ji Feng didn’t want her because of this. and made it clear that after she left here, she would find an opportunity to propose to her father. Although she knew that there was almost a gap between them, and that Ji Feng had a wife, she believed that Ji Feng would definitely be able to do it. There was no reason to believe it. Her confidence in Ji Feng stemmed from her countless unexpected performances along the way. This led her to confirm her conjecture. The incantation of magic was to resonate the spellcaster’s spiritual energy with the surrounding elemental energy. The reason why the incantations of low and high rank magic are different is because the elements resonating with spiritual force are somewhat different.

After confirming this conjecture, Ji Feng continued experimenting with the method of not chanting any incantations and resonating his spiritual energy with the surrounding fire elements. In the course of his experiments, he discovered that his spiritual force seemed to be able to fuse with the fire element in a very simple way. He immediately understood that this was the key to instant magic. At the same time, he understood that this shouldn’t be a secret in the world of magic. The reason why the mages didn’t give up on their incantations was because their spiritual force wasn’t strong enough. He did not think that he was smarter than others. Since he could think of this question so easily, it was only natural that others could think of it as well. A Divine level cultivator should be able to do this. This problem could be solved by Geng Dan when he woke up.

Ji Feng knew that it would be difficult to master this skill in such a short time, so he gave up on researching it and opened his eyes.

Seeing that Melinda was staring at him, he asked gently, “Have you recovered some of your strength?”

When she saw his nod, Ji Feng immediately stood up and gave his left hand to her. She held onto his hand, and with a slight push from the wind, she stood up as well. They began to run for their lives again. This time, their goal was clear: to follow the evasion until they reached the building complex. After walking for less than 20 meters, the wind stopped.

Sensing that the monsoon had stopped, she could not help but ask, “Did you discover the enemy?”

“Alright, you go first. I’ll be there soon.”

Knowing that she would be a burden if she stayed, she nodded and continued down the cliff. Soon, her figure was blocked by trees. The wind also turned back. Not long after, a martial artist holding a large sword appeared in his line of sight. It was Reginald. After being misled by the monsoon, he walked a long way in the wrong direction. He sensed it and immediately turned back. He soon found traces of Ji Feng and Melaleuca descending the mountain, so he followed them. He was, after all, a Martial Saint. However, Ji Feng and Melinda were already exhausted. With this, it would not be surprising for him to catch up so quickly.

Seeing him appear, Ji Feng immediately started chanting. The fireball technique was the only attack magic he knew and mastered. Moreover, he only had this slightly powerful attack method, so naturally, he used it immediately. Furthermore, he had the help of the soul orb, and his psychic power was incredibly dense. As long as he had the chance, he could continuously cast fireballs.

When he saw Ji Feng, Reginald immediately sped up. The sword he was holding in his left hand was now held with both of his hands. Furthermore, the sword was now held high in the air. He only hated the monsoon because he had gone back on his word and he and Asa would be punished. Thus, even if he didn’t kill Ji Feng now, he had to give him a good beating to vent the hatred in his heart. Cut off some parts of his body, such as his hands and feet, and then catch up with the fleeing Melinda and send her up with him.

Monsoon’s chanting speed was very fast, and one pearl sized fireball after another flew towards Reginald. But all of them were sent flying by Reginald’s sword, and the scattered fireballs landed on the branches and grass, and burned for a while. Since the trees and flowers were all fresh, the fire showed no sign of spreading.

Although warriors were afraid of distancing themselves from mages, when high level mages faced low level mages, the majority of low level mages didn’t have enough offensive power to threaten them. This was the situation for Ji Feng. Although he continued to shoot out small fireballs, he was of no threat to Reginald.

Looking at the gradually approaching Reginald, a hint of anxiety appeared in Ji Feng’s eyes. Not to mention that he was exhausted, and even if he wasn’t cursed, he was no match for Reginald. However, he had no other means. He could only watch helplessly as Reginald drew closer and closer.

Reginald was also surprised, because the speed at which Ji Feng released the fireballs was too fast. Moreover, he didn’t have any exhausted spiritual power at all. This was not something a low-level mage should be capable of. Although he was somewhat shocked, his speed did not slow down in the slightest because of this. Soon, he was about three or four paces from the monsoon, and with his speed, that distance could be overlooked.

From start to finish, Ji Feng just stood there, but he didn’t move even half a step. After continuously casting a dozen fireballs, he faintly gained a new understanding of the nature of fireballs. He believed that as long as he had time, he would be able to break free from the bindings of the incantations and instantly cast fireballs.

However, he had no chance, because Reginald was already in front of him, the great sword in his hand slashing down on his left shoulder.