"Big!" "Big!" "Big! Master, get bigger!" Shi Wu sent message after message to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng was also giving it his all. The original Shi Wu Wings had split into six pairs of wings during a colossal battle eons ago, and each one had suffered severe hidden damage.

Only the sixth pair, the "White Wings," benefited from the presence of the "Source," allowing them to continuously drift while slowly repairing most of their hidden damage. Only three critical injuries within the eye remained, requiring the absorption of numerous precious materials to heal, but at least because of the "Source," they could unleash terrifying power.

The other five pairs of wings were in a miserable state; they had long been scattered, their whereabouts unknown. Each suffered greatly from hidden damage, causing a severe drop in their power.

Furthermore, lacking the "Source" as a core, they endured perilous situations during their drifting, such as the Three Great Desolations—places capable of annihilating even Universe Masters. While these wings withstood the dangers repeatedly, their hidden damage worsened each time.

Only now could the two pairs Luo Feng possessed finally gorge themselves on the Source's energy to recover. "Stop, stop," the White Wings urged vehemently.

"Bigger, bigger, bigger," Shi Wu continued to press Luo Feng. The more complete the Shi Wu Wings became, the easier it was for them to expand.

The larger the volume, the more blade-light they could absorb simultaneously. The four wings...

towered infinitely high! Spanning several light-years across their expanse, the entire Shi Wu Wings were now comparable to that colossal light-wing.

The light-wing had already begun to tremble as if on the verge of collapse, and a massive surge of blade-light flowed toward the Shi Wu Wings, merging into them. "Master, over endless ages, my countless components have sustained hidden damage.

Now, one-tenth is restored!" Shi Wu sounded extremely excited. "Only one-tenth?

And that took almost half a day," Luo Feng murmured in surprise. Restoring such a Supreme Ultimate Treasure was indeed demanding.

Fortunately, the "Source" was present; otherwise, relying solely on himself, his divine power would have been utterly insufficient in the short term. "You robber." "You thief!

That is my energy! Mine!" The White Wings transitioned from initial opposition to outright cursing.

"Come on, come on, try me! If you have the guts, kill me!

Am I afraid of you?" Shi Wu taunted. "Besides, the energy belongs to all six pairs of wings.

Is there any fault in me using some to repair myself? You want to monopolize it?" "I am the core and the Source!" the White Wings raged.

"Haha, you're just a spirit, incapable of any attack. I have a Master now.

Just wait, I know all your secrets. My Master will certainly take you in someday," Shi Wu declared triumphantly.

"Nonsense, nonsense! Your Master wants to take me?

Impossible. I will find a Master first, one who will destroy your human Master and then devour you," the White Wings spat venomously.

The fluctuations transmitted between the two spirits. Although possessing intelligence, they were not truly alive, nor could they engage in combat.

Moreover, they were spirits born from different components of a single Supreme Ultimate Treasure. If the Shi Wu Wings and the White Wings were ever truly fused, only one of the two spirits could survive.

One was destined for extinction. Thus, Shi Wu and the White Wings spirit fought tooth and nail.

Shi Wu sought ways to help Luo Feng annex the White Wings. Initially, the White Wings spirit purely intended to destroy Luo Feng because his conditions were inadequate, aiming to devour and decompose the many treasures on Luo Feng to repair itself.

Now that Shi Wu had awakened, the White Wings had even less reason to assist Luo Feng. It understood clearly that the human would inevitably trust the newly born "spirit" more.

"You still plan to find a Master? Can a Universe Venerate with the will of a Universe Master manage to approach you?

Or perhaps a Universe Master with an even more terrifying will?" Shi Wu was immensely pleased. "Hahahaha, your demise is sealed.

You know you are doomed, yet you have no recourse; you can't even move to flee." Spirits were inherently tragic in that way. They lacked self-control over the movement of their treasure.

"You, you, I will definitely find a new Master, and then I'll devour you—you will die, you will die," the White Wings spirit became somewhat frantic. It didn't hate the human as much as it hated "Shi Wu." Only one of them could survive.

Time wore on. "Three-tenths restored." "Four-tenths restored." "Master, half restored." Periodically, Shi Wu would excitedly report to Luo Feng.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half a day passed, and the Shi Wu Wings had recovered by ninety percent. "Nearly half a day, continuously devouring immense quantities of blade-light, and this energy was first converted and stored by the 'Source,' surpassing that of a Universe Master," Luo Feng marveled.

Such energy, exceeding that of a Universe Master, was incredibly rare. Both the majestic great light-wing and the silver four-winged structure spanned several light-years, facing each other from afar.

The countless blade-lights from the massive light-wing streamed toward the silver wings. At first glance, the massive light-wing appeared unaffected, but compared to half a day earlier, it had visibly shrunk by a full circle!

Its diameter was less by half a light-year, showing the tremendous amount of blade-light lost. "Damn it.

Damn it, I will definitely devour you. Absolutely," the White Wings were running out of words, resorting only to curses.

"Come on, come on," the Shi Wu Wings were smugly content. "Master, I am fully restored!" Shi Wu suddenly transmitted a message, causing Luo Feng to pause slightly before an surge of great joy followed.

A day and a half had passed. It took a day and a half, absorbing that high-level blade-light—each ray stronger than a Universe Master's attack—and absorbing it for a day and a half to allow the two pairs of wings to fully recover.

"Completely? Is the power restored too?" Luo Feng asked with anticipation.

"Yes, yes, I am completely unharmed," the Shi Wu Wings responded immediately. "Of course, I am only two pairs out of the total six.

Master can still only use at most two secret techniques. However, these two pairs have reached their peak state.

Even if you possessed the complete six pairs, if you could only activate the first and second forms, the result would be the same as you using them now." Luo Feng suddenly stopped. "Shi Wu, you mean I can still only activate two forms?

But the power has increased dramatically?" "Correct, Master. Previously, due to countless hidden damages, when divine power circulated through every part to urge the secret techniques, the efficiency was halved, only able to manifest a fraction of the power.

But now, I can unleash that power at a full ten-tenths capacity," Shi Wu explained. Luo Feng understood immediately.

It was like an old machine whose performance was reduced to one or two-tenths of its capacity when worn out, but when peak condition, it delivered its best performance. "Are you still absorbing light?" Luo Feng inquired.

"I can't absorb anymore," Shi Wu replied helplessly. "Before, I had damage, and anything I absorbed would automatically be used for repairs.

But now that I am whole, even if I absorb it, it cannot be consumed; it will simply fly out of my body. This is because there is nowhere inside me to store this light." "Only the Source can store the light, and only through the Source can this light be controlled," Shi Wu added.

Luo Feng sighed inwardly. "It's a pity Master didn't get that White Wings to bring out the Source earlier.

If the Source were separate, Master could have directly trapped the Source within the Star Tower. Without the Source, the White Wings outside would be utterly defenseless, and Master could have easily brought the White Wings into the Star Tower.

Then, Master could slowly temper his will and eventually gain recognition." Shi Wu sounded frustrated. "Now, Master has no choice." Luo Feng nodded.

Indeed. They had spent so much time and effort dealing with the White Wings, knowing it had laid traps, yet they persisted.

But the White Wings spirit was extremely cautious and never brought out its true core, the "Source." "What should we do?" Luo Feng frowned. "We can't do anything; we can only leave it here," Shi Wu replied.

"With the Source present, it's like how the Star Tower was unshakeable in the Outer Void Battlefield; no one can shake these White Wings." Luo Feng nodded. His earlier attempt using the Star Tower to collide hadn't even made the White Wings shudder.

"It is a spirit; it has no way to control the White Wings to flee," Shi Wu continued. "Coupled with the strict requirements for recognition, I doubt a Universe Venerate with the will of a Universe Master can appear in a short time, coincidentally discover this, and survive to face the White Wings.

As for a Universe Master, possessing a will that surpasses a Universe Master—that's even more unrealistic," Shi Wu was confident. "Mm, we can only leave it for now," Luo Feng agreed.

"However, I'm not in a hurry to leave." Inside the Star Tower, Luo Feng watched the White Wings not far away, the endless, frenzied crushing will continually assaulting Luo Feng, never ceasing. This kind of sacred ground for tempering the will was exactly what he desired.

Although other places existed in the Sea of Universes, traveling to them was incredibly perilous. The four silver wings extended from the Star Tower's four passages rapidly shrunk and vanished, and the Star Tower itself condensed until it was like dust.

In this silent space. The White Wings and the Star Tower faced each other from a distance, their separation slowly closing.

"Human, you will regret this," the White Wings cried out somewhat wildly, but being merely a spirit, it could only watch helplessly as things unfolded. Years passed.

Luo Feng tirelessly honed his will. During his tempering, he would occasionally pause to study the secret technique diagrams and the Path of the Beast God.

Especially the Phantasmal Sea Avatar, which ventured across Earth and numerous other planets, bringing back worldly insights that made Luo Feng's will, forged under that terrifying impact, even firmer. In a flash, twelve hundred years went by.

The White Wings and the Star Tower, which had been gradually drawing closer, finally made contact for the first time. The dust-like Star Tower rested against the White Wings, or more accurately, this speck of dust, the "Star Tower," touched one of the White Wings' bloodstains.

The stain was half a meter in diameter, radiating a manic, terrifying aura. "We've finally made contact.

Even the will and aura contained in just this bloodstain are this formidable." Luo Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes. He could now see the bloodstain right outside the Star Tower!