Chapter 1271, The Fleeting Time Flower

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The storm coiled around the wingtips suddenly surged, rising steadily from the tips until it engulfed the entire wingspan.

 

At the same time, countless howls erupted from the golden wings. They were the howls of the wind, the terrifying shriek of a storm at its peak.

 

And now, under Anzuiel’s awakening, the long-dormant Second Form of the Sixteen Holy Wings had finally emerged, the Wings of Storm.

 

It was the absolute incarnation of the storm, the wind itself, one that could even transform its Master into wind.

 

Just like now, under the might of the Imperial Artifact, Yu Zi Yu’s True Body began to dissipate, bit by bit, until it was nothing but violent gusts. A single willow leaf had transformed into a fierce gale, and the countless leaves into endless storms.

 

*Whoooooooo…* With a billow like that of a beast, a massive figure made of raging winds, bearing sixteen wings, now stood between Heaven and Earth.

 

It had no tangible form, just a figure shaped by storms.

 

At this moment, Yu Zi Yu had completely become the wind, wielding all of the wind’s powers.

 

With a light sweep, a branch formed from storm lashed out, tearing a rift across the sky.

 

This was the cutting force of wind, unhindered and able to cut through all.

 

*Whoooosh…* With a thought, Yu Zi Yu’s form vanished.

 

And when he appeared again, it was as a blurred outline woven by converging gales.

 

That was the wind which could be gathered or scattered apart.

 

When gathered, it became a tempest that could annihilate all.

 

When scattered, it became ten thousand blades that could shred everything…

 

…

 

Bearing the Second Form of the Sixteen Holy Wings, Yu Zi Yu had become the wind. He could storm freely through Heaven.

 

At this moment, he steadied his breath, and gazed at the Sea of Principles overhead, that were growing ever closer, but with increased difficulty.

 

Slowly, Yu Zi Yu began raising his ‘arms’.

 

Formed from storms, his arms resembled tornadoes, but tens of thousands of meters long.

 

*Hoooo…* Then, he took another deep breath, and fixed his gaze on his two tornadic arms, his face growing solemn.

 

Then, without wasting another second, he slowly brought his hands together.

 

His two palms, slowly pressed toward one another.

 

And yet, unbelievably, as those two hands approached, space itself twisted between them, as dazzling radiance surged forth.

 

All because Yu Zi Yu viewed these two palms as the Seas of Principle suspended above his head.

 

The palms’ approach symbolized the convergence of the Seas of Principle.

 

“Merge for me…” With a thunderous shout, Yu Zi Yu poured in greater strength into driving his palms together.

 

*Boooom…* Ever more terrifying rumbles erupted, consuming the world in an unnatural silence.

 

In that instant, the sky stilled, the wind vanished.

 

All that remained… was the narrowing distance between Yu Zi Yu’s hands.”

 

At that moment, if anyone could see the Seas of Principle, they would surely witness the two vast seas above Yu Zi Yu’s head slowly converging…

 

“It’s working…” With a sudden cry, a flicker of joy surged in Yu Zi Yu’s heart.

 

However, Yu Zi Yu did not relax, because this was the decisive moment.

 

*Boooom…* Spiritual Energy poured forth as the Sixteen Holy Wings flapped behind Yu Zi Yu again and again, as if bestowing him with boundless strength.

 

And thus, Yu Zi Yu continued… inch by inch… pushing his palms together…

 

…

 

However, at a certain moment, it was as if something had reached a critical point.

 

*Crack…* A sharp sound suddenly echoed between Heaven and Earth.

 

Raising his eyes, Yu Zi Yu saw that the space between his palms had completely shattered, breaking into a field of chaos, revealing the void.

 

Even more astonishingly, two forces were gathering within Yu Zi Yu’s palms.

 

One was naturally Time.

 

And the other was Space.

 

They had no form, no appearance.

 

Yet Yu Zi Yu could clearly feel… in his left hand, the power of Time had already spread.

 

And in his right hand, the power of Space was expanding.

 

And this was really what he had imagined: Time on the left, Space on the right.

 

And the closer his hands drew, the more it signified the fusion of Time and Space.

 

…

 

And as these two different powers converged, an increasingly terrifying repulsion erupted in between Yu Zi Yu’s palms.

 

To the naked eye, lightning-like phenomena flickered at the point where the two palms met.

 

It was the horrific repulsion between the two forces, manifesting in reality.

 

Time and Space could not coexist, because their coexistence would give birth to one of the most terrifying forces in existence, the Power of Spacetime.

 

The Power of Spacetime was an agglomeration of Time and Space, and was an ancient, primal force.

 

It was not something an ordinary life form could ever come into touch with!

 

Even for a peerless genius like Yu Zi Yu, the Chosen One of the Era, to even attempt to touch it was unimaginably difficult.

 

And yet, difficult though it was, Yu Zi Yu was determined to get his hands on it.

 

This was solely because… his sights were set on something far grander. He intended to forge a ‘Heaven-defying path’ no Eternal Venerable had ever dared to attempt.

 

“A Seventh Order Physique… and shouldering the Supreme Principle…” as he murmured, Yu Zi Yu’s heart grew ever more resolute.

 

Even the Spiritual Energy surging from him became fierce and more violent.

 

*Booooom…* With a thunderous roar, the towering giant of storm that stood in the midst of Heaven and Earth brought its palms together once more.

 

And right then, even more terrifying phenomena surged across the world.

 

Lightning raged across the skies, and deafening claps of thunder silenced the world. The heavens shattered, and the earth split asunder.

 

He had become the entire focus of the Nine Realms.

 

All gazes were focused on him. The palms of the storm giant that Yu Zi Yu had transformed into, in the center of his palm…

 

There was a mass of radiant light condensing. It was utterly chaotic yet dazzling beyond comparison.

 

…

 

“This little one… does have quite the stroke of fortune…” A soft murmur echoed from the depths of chaos.

 

The Bell of Chaos had vaguely sensed something…

 

[This little one is attempting to merge Time and Space, is he? This is undeniably difficult. Impossible, in fact. But honestly, this little one simply seems to be blessed by an extraordinarily lucky star!]

 

The corners of its lips curled faintly upward, as this eternal entity cast its gaze toward a distant silhouette near Yu Zi Yu.

 

It was the Fleeting Time Flower, clad in five colors, it resembled a flower blooming amidst the cloud.

 

It was an extremely mysterious and renowned Divine Flower.

 

And this very flower was a beloved child of Time, a being favored by Time…