“What about you guys?” Ye Qing asked while looking at Leng Tianjue, Gu Mingfei and Tan Tao.0

“We’ll be fine, warrior. We have Wingride,” Leng Tianjue answered while making a hand gesture and summoning a white feather from his sleeve.0

The feather was three inches long and white as snow. Flawless and perfectly white, it floated in the air and emanated waves of air of Dao.0

“Is that the feather of a Wind Rider?” Ye Qing asked after examining the feather for a moment.0

“You have a discerning eye, warrior Ye. That’s right. Wingride is a Strange Artifact created from the tail feather of a Wind Rider.”0

Leng Tianjue was surprised. He did not expect Ye Qing to identify Wingride’s origin at first glance.0

Wind Rider was a Disaster-class Stranger with a dragon’s head and a bird’s body. It excelled at flying[1] and enjoyed flying high, high up in the sky. Its wings could supposedly blot out the...0