Chapter 92: Soaring on the Wind, All Creatures Vie to Swim Freely in the Frosty Sky

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Soaring on the Wind, All Creatures Vie to Swim Freely in the Frosty Sky

"Damn it, faster, faster!"

On the highway, the Reincarnator repeatedly slapped the steering wheel, as if physically trying to coax more speed out of the car.

He knew the car was already at its limit, but with a demonic figure in hot pursuit, who could possibly stay calm?

Behind him, a sound like the grim reaper coming for his soul echoed relentlessly: "THUMP! THUMP!"

The terror it induced was a hundred million times more frightening than being chased by the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

"Damn it, Fang Can is still chasing me!" the man cursed.

But in the next moment, the man’s face went pale.

He felt the car jolt violently, and then it began to decelerate rapidly.

At the same time, the "THUMP! THUMP!" from behind him abruptly stopped.

They had just been on a flat, straight road. A jolt like that could only mean one thing...

The Reincarnator seemed to sense something and numbly turned his head.

There, at the left-side window, a huge Kazilan eyeball, held aloft by a fleshy pink small intestine, was staring right at him.

It was just a single eyeball, yet he could feel a mocking glee emanating from it.

The moment he saw that eyeball, the battle-hardened veteran who had survived several horror films finally broke.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Along with his mental scream, the eyeball, like a hammer, smashed through the window in the next instant.

A slippery small intestine wrapped around the Reincarnator’s neck, and his body was yanked out of the car.

The man tried to struggle, but the intestine coiled around him felt harder than steel rebar and more resilient than rubber.

No matter how he clawed at it, he couldn’t break free from its grasp.

The next moment, dragged outside the car, he saw a pair of fair, slender male legs standing firmly on the roof.

The lower body’s three-to-four-ton weight was causing the overloaded vehicle to slow down, its four tires groaning under the strain.

Held up by the intestine, the Reincarnator, his face ashen, pleaded desperately, "Please, spare me! I’ll do anything, just let me live."

The lower body didn’t answer. In an instant, it pierced his heart, then flung him away like a piece of trash.

"BOOM!"

With a massive explosion, the out-of-control vehicle slammed into the mountainside by the road, erupting in a blinding flash of fire.

The lower body had already leaped high into the air, rushing toward its next target.

As it moved, its body was now incredibly light. It seemed the Reincarnator it had just killed was the one who had cast the gravity spell on it.

Meanwhile, back on the main battlefield on the street, Fang Can was glaring furiously at Dali Wang in the sky.

"You son of a bitch, I thought we agreed to fight to the death! Why are you running?!"

In the sky, the flesh of Dali Wang’s arms twisted and reformed into a pair of strong, powerful wings that carried him soaring upward.

In just a few flaps, he had already climbed several hundred meters into the air.

Looking down at the young man on the ground, Dali Wang taunted him mercilessly:

"Hahaha, Fang Can! You’re tough, I’ll give you that, but can all your posturing make you fly?"

"Just stay down there and watch me fly. Have you ever flown? Can you fly? These are called wings. Got any? See ya!"

Fang Can pushed off the ground with both hands, but the several-ton weight that had allowed him to run and jump freely on flat ground was now being relentlessly pulled down by the planet’s gravity.

Relying on the strength of his arm muscles, Fang Can only managed to leap a dozen or so meters high before gravity began to pull him back to the ground.

’Damn it. The guy has no honor, he’s actually running away,’ Fang Can thought, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

But in the next moment, as he was plummeting back down, he suddenly felt his body become lighter. His weight had returned to normal.

’My weight is back to normal?’ A flicker of joy appeared in Fang Can’s eyes, but he immediately realized it was useless even if it was.

In the sky, Dali Wang had already flown a thousand meters high. In this aerial battlefield, the most Fang Can could do was jump two hundred meters.

As he fell, Fang Can felt a pang of regret that he couldn’t kill Dali Wang.

If he couldn’t kill him this time, even cursing his entire clan to death would be pointless.

Feeling the cold wind rush past his face as he fell, Earth’s gravity felt like a powerful, upstream river.

’That’s right, how could an ordinary person who hasn’t even set foot on the Heaven-Ascending Road possibly contend with the heavens and the earth?’

The air, an ordinary medium for most people, enveloped his body like water, preventing him from moving forward.

’Wait a minute... Water!’

In mid-fall, a flash of inspiration struck Fang Can!

A glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.

’If the air is like water to me, doesn’t that mean I can—swim?’

’Alright, let’s give it a shot.’

Fang Can’s falling body flipped over. After stabilizing himself, he powerfully stroked forward with his hands.

"BOOM!"

A sonic boom cracked through the air. If Fang Can had struck the ground with such force, his body would have likely shot up at least several dozen meters.

But unfortunately, this was the air. Fang Can’s body only managed to turn slightly, moving forward by half a meter.

But that was enough!

"It really works!" A look of pleasant surprise flashed in Fang Can’s eyes. He immediately began stroking forward with his hands in a standard freestyle form.

With his powerful strokes, the surrounding airflow, which felt like water, became his support, allowing him to swim freely through the air.

Fang Can’s arms windmilled continuously. Swinging hundreds of times per second, he created a powerful storm of airflow on either side of his body.

Propelled by this storm, Fang Can’s upper body shot forward with a WHOOSH.

If his previous method of movement was like walking through water...

...then his current method was swimming through it. The difference in efficiency was night and day.

More importantly, he could now freely control his ascent and descent in the sky, which was no different from flying.

So, it was time to charge!

In the next moment, Fang Can fixed his gaze on the soaring Dali Wang in the distance, his arms pumping furiously as his body shot forward.

In this domain untouchable by mortal flesh, the sky, he was now advancing at a speed of 100 meters per second!

According to the ancient texts of the Otherworld, only an Immortal who had stepped onto the Heaven-Ascending Road could roam freely in the air.

Thus, at this moment, Fang Can was like the very first person to roam between heaven and earth with a mortal body!

’So, come on, Dali Wang, take this—Fixed Immortal Travel!!!’

...

In the clear blue sky, Dali Wang soared freely, letting out a wild laugh of post-disaster relief.

But at that moment, a haunting, magnetic voice came from behind him.

"Dali Wang, your next line is, ’How is that possible!’"

"How is that possible!" Dali Wang whipped his head around, only for a Powerful Face-Breaking Fist to slam viciously into his face.

As his body was sent flying backward through the air, Dali Wang’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?! Why can he fly?! On what grounds can he fly?!"

Incredulous, Dali Wang looked back and saw the young man’s figure.

"Swimming! The guy is actually swimming!"

"He’s swimming through the air with his bare hands."

Under Dali Wang’s stunned gaze, it was now Fang Can’s turn to laugh with wild abandon:

"You little bastard! Today, you can run to the heavens or hide in the earth, but you’re not getting away from me!"