Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Even though they were the main force, the four of them knew well that they had recently entered the Void Refining stage, and many of their techniques were not yet up to par. If they encountered a formidable enemy, it would still mainly depend on Wang Ba.

But at times like these, they would give their all if they could be of any use, even preparing for mutual destruction.

After all, the Little Cang World didn't belong to Wang Ba alone.

It made no sense to let Wang Ba always be the one fighting on the front lines.

The people inside the realm quickly made their preparations.

Meanwhile.

Outside the realm.

Wang Ba held the Wind-Driving Staff, looking gravely into the distance.

According to the Realm Sea Star Chart, that direction should be the east.

It was also the direction they were heading towards the Cloud Sky Realm.

In a short moment, that patch of white cloud had already covered the entire direction, above and below, left and right.

Extending endlessly beyond his line of sight in all four directions.

It seemed like an impossibly high and wide white cloud wall pushing forward.

But this was just a visual impression. Wang Ba gently stroked the Wind-Driving Staff in his hand, at this moment merging with the wind, vaguely sensing the turbulent airflows within the white cloud wall and the many particles mixed within.

It was precisely these particles that gave the wind flow its color.

No one knew what these particles were. Even though he had merged with the wind, he couldn't feel the deeper specifics within.

But the change had arrived, whether calm or perilous, they had to accept what was coming to Little Cang World.

He could clearly feel the speed at which this 'cloud wall' was advancing, far surpassing Fanming's flying speed. At this rate, even if he flew in reverse, the 'cloud wall' would soon catch up and engulf him.

This situation was destined to happen.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba no longer hesitated in his heart, gently gripping the Wind-Driving Staff, calmly steering Fanming, and heading towards the front.

The white 'cloud wall' rapidly magnified in his vision.

In the blink of an eye, it completely covered his view, until it 'boomed' against the spherical protective shield around Little Cang World and Fanming!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The intense wind sounds crashed like waves against the protective shield, shattering countless stormy waves, with white air streams battering the shield, leaving fine wind marks almost faster than they could be repaired, more white wind marks would appear!

The sounds were dense like a downpour, yet intense and whistling, as Little Cang World and Fanming became like a small sampan amidst a tsunami, rising to peaks and falling into abysses...

Even with the Wind-Driving Staff, allowing him to deftly ride the storm.

The wind, laden with overwhelming substances, was fierce and turbulent. He had just barely controlled the surroundings when stronger waves surged layers upon layers!

No time to respond.

Despite all his efforts, he was like a boatman steering a sampan through a tsunami, wrestling with the oar, struggling to survive an inevitable Heavenly Disaster...

The spherical protective shield struggled to uphold its existence, flickering like a candle flame in the wind amidst the white air stream's violent impact, seemingly on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.

The fierce turbulence and terrifying wind roars were completely engulfed by the agitating white currents...

The Wind-Driving Staff quickly consumed his Primordial Spirit power, letting him taste a gradually weakening state.

For the first time, Wang Ba, amid Realm Sea, felt his insignificance before the great power of Heaven and Earth.

It was a feeling long unattended.

No one knew how much time had passed.

Accompanied by a sudden intense noise and jolt.

The next moment.

Swish—

The whiteness in his vision suddenly became sparse!

Wang Ba's eyes sharpened, his heart couldn't help but lift a thread of joy and expectation:

"Have we broken through?"

Bam, bam, bam!

A number of indentations suddenly appeared on the spherical protective shield.

He could faintly see the white stones, polished smooth, colliding with the shield, only to be swept away by the wind soon after, blowing further behind.

Then another intense impact noise and exaggerated deformation of the shield.

But Wang Ba gradually felt at ease.

Because he could clearly feel the wind around had significantly eased.

The lack of violent jostles was the best evidence.

Sure enough, after flying for a while, Wang Ba regained control over the wind in this place.

The spherical protective shield no longer faced strikes from stones, instead, the surrounding wind waves embraced Fanming and Little Cang World, pushing them deeper.

The surrounding white air streams grew sparser, no longer purely white; one could faintly see these white substances swiftly flowing around.

Until later, the flow of the white material also gradually eased.

Dispersing around like mist.

Visibility remained unclear, but at least it seemed there was no more peril about.

This allowed Wang Ba to heave a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly, he looked back.

The direction behind him, the very direction they came from, was still completely shrouded in dense whiteness, with frantic whistling sounds faintly echoing...

His heart, rarely, rose a hint of fright.

If not for the Wind-Driving Staff, allowing him to carve out a safe zone amid the white air flow, at the previous pace of the white currents, Little Cang World's outcome would have been pierced through, turned into a sieve.

And in such a place, once punctured, the outcome was naturally sealed.