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High above the central region of the Great Plains of the Black Region.
Wei Yang and his four companions stood in midair, quietly waiting.
They were waiting for the Black Storm to arrive. Once it did, they could ride its reverse current straight to its source.
This was the simplest and most effective thod— rather than charging ahead blindly, searching aimlessly.
Wei Yang’s expression was calm. When it ca to the Nine Serene Wind Fla, he could already view it with a rather ordinary mindset.
Heavenly Flas—these days, to him, they were just that.
After all, he didn’t cultivate the Fla Mantra, so even if he collected more Heavenly Flas, his desire for them wasn’t particularly strong.
Unless it was one of the top five Heavenly Flas, or a unique one like the Yin-Yang Twin Fla, he could remain steady without much greed.
After waiting for half a day, the skies were still clear—no sign whatsoever of the Black Storm.
This wasn’t surprising.
Although the Black Storm was common on the Great Plains of the Black Region, it didn’t appear every day.
Generally speaking, one storm every three to five days was already considered quite frequent.
So, the group simply sat cross-legged in the air, each doing their own thing.
Wei Yang stretched a hand from the wide sleeve of his robe. With a thought, a palm-sized mass of black fla appeared out of thin air, swaying playfully in his palm, brimming with spiritual energy.
"You all, co here." Wei Yang’s gaze swept over the group as he called out.
Hearing this, Xian’er and the others approached, eyes fixed on the black fla in his hand.
Crackle~
Fine arcs of black lightning danced within the fla. Then, before their astonished eyes, the black fla instantly shifted into a deep green. In that mont, an extrely rich vitality spread outward, wrapping around them.
"This... this is the Life Spirit Fla!" Ah Da’s voice trembled in disbelief.
The only difference from the true Life Spirit Fla was that this green fla also had countless tiny green lightning serpents within it.
Other than that, it was almost identical.
The group was stunned.
They knew that Wei Yang’s Black Sun Burning Heaven Fla had once devoured and mimicked lightning, gaining the destructive power of thunder.
But they hadn’t expected... that it could also mimic the properties of the Life Spirit Fla!
Gaining thunder’s destructive force—they could just barely accept that. After all, both belonged to the power of destruction. Lightning and fire naturally shared so similarities in attribute.
But now... the Life Spirit Fla represented an entirely different force!
Lightning and fire embodied ultimate destruction—while the Life Spirit Fla embodied ultimate vitality.
And yet, this fla could learn both?
A single fla possessing two completely opposing powers?
This was beyond absurd—simply unbelievable.
They didn’t know the term "bug", but right now, all of them had sothing very close to that thought in their minds.
"Now, calling it the Black Sun Burning Heaven Fla clearly doesn’t fit anymore," Wei Yang said. "So I want to give it a new na."
The others silently nodded.
"I’ve thought of two—one is Life Death Fla, the other is Death Life Fla. Which do you think is better?"
Hearing this, the group froze for a mont, then almost simultaneously rolled their eyes.
What difference was there between those two nas?
Weren’t they the sa?
"Ahem... maybe you have better suggestions. Feel free to share them for reference." Wei Yang coughed lightly.
They began to think.
A mont later—
"Death Life Fla—I think that’s a good na," Xian’er spoke first. "It matches well. It has both destruction and life."
"I agree." Qing Lin thought for a mont, then raised her hand.
Seeing this, Ah Da quickly nodded in support. "I agree with the two mistresses."
As for Du Jiao, his opinion wasn’t worth considering.
"Death Life Fla, huh?" Wei Yang nodded.
"It first gained destruction, then vitality. Also, Life Death Fla sounds a little too similar to the Life Spirit Fla. So, I think Death Life Fla works best—or perhaps Death Life Fla with the character ’Yan (焱)’ for fla." Xian’er said.
"I think Death Life Fla with ’Yan (焱)’ is the best," Qing Lin’s eyes lit up as she added, "Yan—three ’fire (火)’ —perfectly represents the three attributes: lightning, fire, and life. Isn’t that fitting? Also, the number three can be taken as symbolic; in the future, it will surely continue to learn and imitate other powers."
"Mm, Sister Qing Lin is right." Xian’er gave her a thumbs-up.
"Alright then—Death Life Fla it is!" Wei Yang made the final call.
The na truly suited it well.
"Death Life Fla..." Everyone’s eyes fixed on the palm-sized fla joyfully swaying in Wei Yang’s hand.
At tis it turned black, at tis green.
As the colors shifted back and forth, two completely different powers—destruction and vitality—alternated in turn, appearing one after another. The sight was strange yet srizing.
"This Heavenly Fla is far too bizarre and wondrous. Just from this trait alone, it’s destined to have limitless potential!"
Ah Da sighed in admiration. "I daresay it might not be any weaker than the legendary Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Fla, Purifying Demonic Lotus Fla, or Nihility Devouring Fla. With such a fla at your side, Master, you will surely stand atop the very peak one day!"
"Haha!" Hearing that, Wei Yang couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
After all, who didn’t enjoy hearing good things?
More importantly, those words happened to hit right where his pride lived. The truth was, deep down, he harbored a thought—one he didn’t like to admit even to himself.
No matter how much he downplayed it on the surface, in his subconscious, he couldn’t help but feel a faint sense of rivalry toward Xiao Yan.
For now, he was indeed far stronger than Xiao Yan.
But he also understood—that was only temporary.
Xiao Yan had been working hard, pushing himself forward. Catching up to him, even surpassing him, was likely just a matter of ti.
No... not just likely—it was certain.
Thus, in Wei Yang’s mind, losing in the future was possible—acceptable, even—but he couldn’t lose too badly.
Otherwise, if the gap beca too large, how would he hold his head high in the Great Thousand World? If he ended up as nothing more than a side character, fading into the crowd... what then?
Ti passed.
They waited for three full days.
On the third day—
At noon—
Finally, the distant sky began to change, slowly turning darker.
Qing Lin was the first to notice.
She tugged on Wei Yang’s sleeve, pointing ahead with a hint of joy in her voice. "Young Master, Sister Xian’er, look! The Black Storm!"
At her words, Wei Yang and the others imdiately set down whatever they were doing, lifting their heads to follow the direction of Qing Lin’s finger.
In the far-off horizon, the once-bright blue sky was now shrouded in an eerie black mist that covered the entire stretch of heaven.
It looked as if black ink had bled across the sky.
Their line of sight was heavily obscured, unable to see far ahead.
That part of the world was visibly, rapidly swallowed by the black mist—like darkness falling all at once.
"It really is the Black Storm—and a big one, by the looks of it." Wei Yang arched a brow, standing up. Stepping onto the void, he smiled faintly. "We’ve finally waited it out."
Seeing the Black Storm again, and witnessing its arrival from nothingness with their own eyes, the group couldn’t help but feel a touch of awe.
The marvel of nature...
Just monts ago, the sky was bright and cloudless—yet in the blink of an eye, it had turned dark, with strange black mist blotting out the sun.
The Black Storm— a natural disaster found only here on the Great Plains of the Black Region.
From ti to ti, massive storms like the one ahead would appear, much like sandstorms in the desert. Their power varied, but all were born purely from the forces of nature.
"Let’s go!" Wei Yang’s figure blurred as he shot forward toward the Black Storm.
Behind him, Xian’er and the rest followed closely.
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