61: Chapter 61 More than a year later, the Sword-Winged Golden-Feathered Eagle

Time flew by, and over a year passed in the blink of an eye.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well now presented an entirely new scene.

Several wooden houses had been built in a staggered, orderly fashion along the edge of the valley.

Surrounded by well-planned herb gardens, various rare medicinal herbs were growing vigorously.

Due to the extreme cold and extreme heat in this area, the Disciples of the Breaking Clan only came when cultivating new seedlings, tending to the herb fields, and harvesting mature herbs, staying no longer than two days each time.

They used spirit tools to transport the harvested herbs back to their base for refinement.

Thanks to the high-quality herbs cultivated at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the finished products were in high demand as soon as they were released.

Over the past year, the Breaking Clan had made a fortune, and the standard of living for all clan members had improved significantly.

… Beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Now twelve years old, Ji Xuan was over 1.8 meters tall, and the childishness that once lingered between his brows had completely faded away.

At this moment, Ji Xuan sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed. His Soul Power fluctuated violently, and his ink-black hair danced in the turbulent aura.

"Break!"

Ji Xuan let out a low shout. His eyes snapped open, and golden light flashed within them.

"Xiao Xuan, have you made a Breakthrough?"

The voice of Gold Crocodile Douluo suddenly came from behind him.

Ji Xuan rose to his feet, a smile playing on his lips. He turned and replied, "Yes, Junior Martial Uncle Gold Crocodile, I have reached level forty."

"Not bad." Golden Crocodile nodded with satisfaction. "Then I will take you to hunt for your fourth spirit ring."

At this time, Yang Wudi also walked forward, cupped his hands, and congratulated him, "Congratulations on your increase in strength, Master!"

"Clan Chief Yang, there is no need for such formalities." Ji Xuan raised his hand in a gesture of support. "You have managed the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well well."

"This is my duty."

"I intend to leave the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. In two days, an Elder will come to guard this place. If you encounter any difficulties, you may seek their help."

"Yes, Master."

Ji Xuan nodded slightly and turned to Gold Crocodile Douluo: "Junior Martial Uncle Gold Crocodile, let us go."

Golden Crocodile nodded in response, and then both of them took to the air.

Yang Wudi looked up at the direction where Ji Xuan had left. Only after he completely disappeared from sight did he withdraw his gaze and continue with his work.

… Above the Star Dou Great Forest.

Ji Xuan stepped on his wind sword, traveling by sword. A trail of cyan light trailed behind him, his clothes flapping loudly in the wind, and his long hair fluttering.

Gold Crocodile Douluo followed leisurely behind Ji Xuan.

Suddenly, a piercing shriek that tore through the sky came from above the clouds.

A giant bird burst through the clouds. Its entire body was covered in dark golden feathers, which shimmered with a metallic luster under the sunlight.

It was nearly five meters long, and its wingspan was nearly ten meters.

The most eye-catching part was the feathers on its wings; each one was like a sharp sword, with edges gleaming with a cold, chilling light.

"That is a twenty-thousand-year Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle."

Ji Xuan's heart stirred; this Spirit Beast was perfect for his fourth spirit ring.

"Junior Martial Uncle Gold Crocodile, let me handle this one myself."

Seeing that Gold Crocodile Douluo was about to make a move, Ji Xuan softly stopped him. Having been in seclusion for over a year, it was time for him to stretch his muscles.

"Go ahead." Gold Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly and stood in the air with his hands behind his back.

Ji Xuan nodded. With a wave of his hand, the Sword of Order was already in his grasp, and three spirit rings—purple, purple, and black—descended beneath his feet in succession.

The Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle's sharp gaze instantly locked onto Ji Xuan, and it flapped its wings violently.

Swish, swish, swish—!

A sky full of golden feather arrows poured down like a torrential rain, cutting through the air as they shot toward Ji Xuan.

"Extreme of Wind: Sunset Radiance."

Clear winds swirled around Ji Xuan. He thrust his sword forward, and several streaks of golden Sword Qi whistled out, accurately meeting the sky full of feather arrows. The Sword Qi and feather arrows collided violently in the air, with explosions ringing out incessantly.

Just as the first wave of attacks subsided, the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle let out a long cry. Its massive figure swooped down like golden lightning, its claws, like hooks, lunging straight for Ji Xuan's face!

Just as the sharp claws were about to make contact, Ji Xuan's figure flickered, appearing like Gui Mei directly above the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle.

The Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle missed its target. Its sharp eyes scanned the surroundings rapidly, but Ji Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Third Spirit Ability, Armor-Piercing Blade."

The third spirit ring beneath Ji Xuan's feet suddenly lit up. The Sword of Order shimmered with golden light as his figure swooped down like a meteor, slashing with one sword toward the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle's left wing.

Ssh—!

Golden light flashed, golden feathers flew, and hot blood spilled through the air.

The tough feathers that were strong enough to withstand swords and blades were now easily torn apart like thin paper, and a wound deep enough to reveal bone appeared abruptly.

The Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle let out a shrill, miserable cry, and its body plummeted rapidly for a moment.

But soon, ignoring the injury on its left wing, it turned around violently and swept its right wing horizontally like a blade, attempting to cut Ji Xuan in half!

Ji Xuan seemed to have anticipated this. He tapped his toes lightly in mid-air and retreated with elegant grace, perfectly dodging its furious strike.

Missing its strike, the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle looked up and let out a long cry. Ignoring the pain, it spread its wings wide, and golden light flared intensely around its body.

Tens of thousands of golden energy feather arrows wove together in the air to form a massive, circular sword net, blocking all of Ji Xuan's paths of retreat.

The Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle shrieked, and its wings flapped violently. The sky full of feather arrows, as if alive, swarmed toward Ji Xuan from all directions to shred him!

Ji Xuan retreated rapidly, but the feather arrows traced strange arcs in the air, pursuing him relentlessly, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Since I cannot dodge, then I shall break through it head-on." Ji Xuan's eyes sharpened. "Wind and Thunder Sword Domain, open!"

Hum—!

The sword hummed. A Domain mixed with flowing cyan winds and golden electric arcs suddenly expanded with him at the center. Within a radius of several dozen meters, Sword Qi hissed and wind and thunder intertwined.

This was the brand-new Domain formed after a year of seclusion, where he had elevated his Sword Intent of Thunder to a Sword Domain and fused it with his original Wind Sword Domain.

In this Domain, both wind and thunder were swords.

Ssh, ssh, ssh—!

The moment the sky full of feather arrows entered the Domain, the omnipresent tiny wind swords and violent golden electric arcs continuously bombarded the feather arrows, greatly reducing their power until they dissipated.

"Now!"

Ignoring the remaining feather arrows, Ji Xuan moved against the flow, his target locked directly on the distant Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle.

Fear finally appeared in the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle's pupils.

It flapped its wings frantically, wanting to escape immediately, but with the augmentation of the power of wind and thunder, Ji Xuan's speed was as fast as lightning.

In an instant, a golden light flashed, and the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle's left wing was actually severed at the root!

The Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle completely lost its balance. Accompanied by a desperate and shrill cry of agony, its massive body, trailing a spray of blood, plummeted toward the dense forest below.

Ji Xuan dissipated his Domain, carried his sword on his back, and stood in the air, his clothes fluttering lightly in the wind.

Falling from this height, the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle would be dead or severely injured.

The fourth spirit ring was already within his grasp.

"Xiao Xuan, well done!"

The figure of Gold Crocodile Douluo appeared quietly beside Ji Xuan.

"Junior Martial Uncle, let's go down."

The two of them moved and swooped rapidly toward the direction where the Sword-Winged Golden Feather Eagle had fallen.