"Quickly take out the Wind-Guarding Runes, Wind-Settling Runes, Divine Wind Runes, and any other runes related to wind energy and wind laws," the old man leading the Rune Sacred Land group shouted gravely.
Several powerful experts from the Rune Sacred Land immediately stepped forward beside him, tossing out one rune after another, activating them constantly as they hurled them ahead.
These runes were of several varieties, but all were related to wind energy and wind laws.
After being thrown into the roaring gales ahead, these runes instantly erupted with dazzling light and continuously enlarged, transforming into massive runes over a hundred meters long.
Each of these runes contained wind energy and wind laws. Though situated amidst the rolling tempest, they remained fixed in place, unaffected by the violent winds.
Some of the runes even released special energies and laws that influenced the surrounding gales.
One particularly powerful expert from the Rune Sacred Land pointed at several specific runes, chanting incantations under his breath. Those runes swelled in size within the storm, and billowing winds poured forth from the runes themselves.
It turned out these runes could generate wind. The gales released from them merged with the surrounding tempest and began to drive a large swath of the regional winds.
Gradually, those several runes actually managed to control a portion of the nearby gale.
"Truly the high-level runes of the Rune Sacred Land! They can even control these terrifyingly powerful winds!"
Experts from the other two forces felt a wave of admiration inwardly at this sight.
"Avoid those tornadoes! The tornadoes possess extraordinary power. Runes of this level might not be able to influence them."
Seeing his companions had all taken out their runes and thrown them into the raging winds ahead with noticeable effect, the old man leading the Rune Sacred Land group immediately issued a reminder.
He could discern that the sky-reaching tornadoes were far more dreadful than ordinary gales. Unless the runes were of an exceptionally high grade, they would likely prove ineffective against those cyclones.
No sooner had the old man spoken than a Rune Sacred Land expert cried out in alarm.
Several of the runes he controlled were instantly scattered by a tornado, their light dimming significantly. They then lost all control and were directly torn to shreds by that tornado.
"How terrifying! These runes were specially requested from the main rune hall, yet they can't handle these tornadoes," the Rune Sacred Land expert said, his face paling slightly.
"Everyone, do your best to avoid those tornadoes," the old leader said gravely.
Then, his figure blurred as he strode to the forefront. With a wave of his hand, a yellow talisman paper appeared in his palm.
This talisman paper seemed somewhat worn and tattered, as if it had endured many long years.
*Hong!*
A colossal energy roar suddenly erupted from this old, yellow talisman paper. Then, billowing golden-yellow light bloomed forth from within the paper like a landslide or tidal wave.
The originally tattered yellow talisman paper now appeared supremely sacred. A massive stream of profound and mysterious runes surged out continuously from the paper, densely swirling in the space around it.
These yellow runes swiftly began to spin violently, instantly transforming into rolling gusts.
The scope of these gusts expanded rapidly, merging with the other winds in the surroundings.
"Follow me, everyone. We're entering the tempest together," the old man said, turning back to the other members of the Rune Sacred Land.
Then he strode into the billowing winds. The other Rune Sacred Land members all quickly channeled their runes, forming protective barriers around themselves.
Thus, the Rune Sacred Land contingent became the first to step into the stormy area ahead. Rune after rune of various colors emitted dazzling radiance, hovering all around them.
Once activated, these runes had enlarged considerably. The longest ones even stretched over a hundred meters.
These runes formed a protective barrier, safeguarding the Rune Sacred Land members within.
The yellow talisman paper ahead had by now merged with a large portion of the surrounding gales. Consequently, the winds nearby faintly began to come under the control of this yellow talisman.
"The Rune Sacred Land truly lives up to their reputation!"
Members of the Blade Realm and the Guardian Faction, seeing the multitude of runes surrounding the Rune Sacred Land group, felt inwardly impressed.
The runes of the Rune Sacred Land had shaken the entire Chaotic Void Sea even in ancient times. Their heritage was deep and profound, and their fame was indeed well-deserved.
"Let's enter as well," Dao Changkong said, looking at the rolling tempest ahead. Gritting his teeth, he strode into the violent gales.
The white pearl hovered above his head, continuously releasing peculiar energy.
All wind within a small area around this white pearl ceased, creating a calm, miniature space.
The other Blade Realm members followed closely behind Dao Changkong, not daring to stray far, as many among them had already experienced the might of these gales.
"Our Blade Realm's Wind-Settling Pearl is said to restrain wind energy and wind laws. Now we can see it truly works," the Blade Realm members remarked happily, watching the completely calm, windless space around the white pearl.
"We'll go in as well," said Elder Xu of the Guardian Faction, clad in a blue robe. With a wave of his hand, he led his team into the turbulent area ahead.
*Honglonglong…*
The heavens and earth shuddered as raging winds immediately blasted toward the Guardian Faction contingent led by Elder Xu.
Suddenly, dazzling purple light erupted above Elder Xu's head. A large purple bell, appearing from nowhere, now hovered above him. *Dang!* It chimed, sending out waves of layered purple energy.
These purple energies continuously expanded, resembling a vast purple ocean.
Instantly, the oncoming turbulent winds were forced back, retreating incessantly.
"That's our Guardian Faction's Purple God Bell, an artifact handed down from the Ancient Era! So Elder Xu brought it. Now we truly needn't fear these winds."
The Guardian Faction experts following Elder Xu had been trembling with fear, but upon seeing the large purple bell, their expressions turned to pleasant surprise.
Within the Guardian Faction, the Purple God Bell was a rather renowned artifact. Though not the most supreme treasure in the faction, for seventh or eighth-level Sovereign Gods like themselves, this artifact's power was immense.
And so, relying on their own methods, the experts of all three factions entered the rolling tempest.
"Everyone, search carefully. These winds may hold treasures or perhaps conceal the legacy passed down by the Wind Demon God. We've traversed this continent for so long and found nothing. The most likely place for any treasure or inheritance the Wind Demon God left here is within these raging gales," Elder Xu of the Guardian Faction announced.
"That makes sense. Since the rest of this continent is barren, desolate, and devoid of all things, any treasure or legacy left by the Wind Demon God must indeed be hidden within these rolling tempests. These winds are certainly worth our thorough exploration," the Rune Sacred Land's leading elder nodded in agreement.
Thus, the powerful members of the three factions began delving deeper into the wind's domain.
Meanwhile, Ye Yunfei still sat before the broken stele, utilizing his Divine Pupil and Heart Force energy to study the inscription's characters.
Of course, the Divine Pupil was doing the primary work. The Heart Force energy served mostly as an assist.
The Divine Pupil at Ye Yunfei's glabella automatically analyzed and researched whatever it saw.
Ye Yunfei fed the content seen and analyzed by the Divine Pupil to his sixty Soul Power stars and his two soul bodies for further study and analysis.
"The characters on this broken stele indeed contain the latter half of that cultivation method."
Before long, Ye Yunfei finally confirmed that the content inscribed on the broken stele was precisely the second part of the cultivation method he sought.
As Ye Yunfei sat cross-legged before the stele, studying the characters, the scale and power of the gales and tornadoes raging between heaven and earth grew increasingly vast and terrifying.
By now, the area enveloped by the tempest was exceedingly wide, covering an expanse of vast territory.
Within this expansive region, the heavens and earth were filled everywhere with madly howling, rolling winds and sky-toppling tornadoes.
Ye Yunfei constantly tossed out his formation flags, deploying more and more large-scale Formations.
Even as he relentlessly set up formations, he separated over a dozen avatars, who remained ceaselessly crafting formation flags within the Illusionary Tower.
"It's fortunate I accumulated enough formation materials earlier. Otherwise, I'd truly have no means to contend with these winds."
Watching the increasingly dreadful gales and tornadoes across the landscape, Ye Yunfei began to feel a creeping sense of dread.
Now, the Formations he deployed lasted for shorter and shorter durations. Some formations were shattered to pieces by an incoming tornado mere breaths after taking shape.
Ye Yunfei was forced to accelerate his formation deployment speed and to set up even more formations simultaneously.
As Ye Yunfei continually set up formations, Hu Miao, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, Huang Shang, Hun Lao, and the others all gave their utmost, constantly using their various techniques, treasures, and means to help Ye Yunfei withstand the surrounding gales and tornadoes.
"Let us also assist Young Master Ye in fighting the tempest," said one of the Hunyuan Sect's twelve Seventh Level Sovereign Gods shortly after.
Though their contributions were not huge, every little bit helped.
These twelve Seventh Level Sovereign Gods had initially sat beside Ye Yunfei, watching the rolling winds and towering tornadoes approaching with terror, their faces pale. But soon, gritting their teeth, they stood up together and joined the fight.
"Master, don't be distracted. Focus on obtaining the latter half of this cultivation method quickly. Then we can leave this place. Or, check if the method can be used to help us withstand these winds," Hu Miao said to Ye Yunfei.
She was worried Ye Yunfei would be disturbed by the increasingly fearsome tempest around them.
"Don't worry. I'll hurry," Ye Yunfei nodded.
In truth, given his current state, Ye Yunfei's analytical and research speed had reached a staggering level.
His Divine Pupil, his two soul bodies, and his sixty Soul Power stars all operated simultaneously, jointly conducting research and analysis.
This degree of research was equivalent to over a hundred, even several hundred, times that of an ordinary being of the same realm.
The effect of his glabella's Divine Pupil alone matched the comprehension ability of dozens of beings of the same cultivation level.
Gradually, Ye Yunfei began to deduce and restore the characters on the broken stele that had been effaced by time.