However, despite his regrets, Wei Yu still clung to a final sliver of hope.
He hoped that Xia He's Soul Technique wasn't a Support Type.
Unfortunately, Xia He's next move completely extinguished that last sliver of hope.
"Wind-Soaring Wings!"
With a wave of Xia He's hand, a stream of azure power shot out from the Martial Soul Illusion behind him. It converged behind Huang Yinghao, rapidly condensing into a pair of azure wings!
"Win… wings?"
Staring at the huge, four-meter-wide azure wings on his back, Huang Yinghao was dumbfounded, so shocked he began to stutter.
He'd seen plenty of Support Type Soul Techniques, but this was the first time he had ever seen one that created wings!
"Inject your Primordial Power into the Wind-Soaring Wings. You'll be able to fly until the Soul Technique's power runs out."
Xia He shot a glance at Wei Yu, then said coolly to Huang Yinghao.
After another moment of stunned silence, Huang Yinghao's face suddenly flushed red with excitement.
