Gao Liang has a clear and determined goal: to grow stronger, stronger, and even stronger. This time, he continuously pushes beyond his physical limits, constantly surpassing himself under his wife Ying'er's guidance, and steadily heads toward the main peak where the Xiao Yao Palace stands. The great bird in the sky is now far behind him, while Gao Liang moves like an airplane soaring through the vast expanse of the sky, gazing at the endless blue skies and white clouds, and watching the palace complex below shrink into a small cluster. He feels an immense sense of comfort and ease. The recent troubles are now completely forgotten. The second Eden—the very place that is his home—now holds only Ying'er and Gengxing. This is truly his home. His wife doesn't need to be numerous; just Ying'er is enough. His children don't need to be many; having Gengxing brings him genuine contentment. When Gao Liang feels particularly at ease, a voice echoes from afar: "Hurry! Hurry! A young crane has just flown ahead of you!" "Highlight, look—goodness, a large eagle just flew right past my head!" The eagle's cry was so unpleasant. As soon as Highlight noticed, he realized: this eagle had enormous wingspan, and it seemed determined to challenge him directly—like a soaring phoenix with wings stretched wide, creating a powerful gust that sent Highlight flying several meters away. The distance between Highlight and the giant eagle grew vast. Yet Highlight refused to give up—he had to win. "Husband! Keep going! Keep going!" came Ying'er's voice again from afar. And then, a baby's cry! "Don't cry! Look! Your father is making his final push! I believe he'll overtake that swift eagle!" It was Ying'er's voice. Indeed, the baby in her arms, Geng, had stopped crying. Both Ying'er and her child were now cheering for themselves. Highlight felt an endless surge of energy. He roared suddenly, "I will win! I will fly! I will move faster!" "Yet, when the highlighted figure accelerated to catch up with the great eagle, the eagle soared upward, spread its wings, and once again launched him with a powerful gust, sending him far away—quite disastrous. The great eagle even pushed him right to Ying'er's side. 'Husband!' Ying'er's voice trembled slightly. 'Wife! Am I truly going to lose?' High-light asked her. 'No! Even if you lose, you must fight with all your might!' As soon as Ying'er spoke, High-light immediately regained his spirit. Indeed, I cannot be defeated so easily by this great eagle. I am a giant of the universe. When I fight against the universe's adversaries, I must unleash my infinite strength. I must overcome the weakness of my physical form. I must grow stronger—constantly stronger. I must win. I must win!' With these words, High-light summoned every ounce of strength within him, activating all the energy elements in his body. He roared fiercely, 'I have become a god! My momentum is unstoppable—anyone who dares to stand in my way shall fall!' "High Light is truly exceptional—this time, it's truly outstanding. He knows: if he doesn't strive now, when else? Even as a father, even as the God of Light, the path to divinity still requires continuous progress. I must become a god in every aspect—not merely a God of Light. Facing powerful opponents, I must fight. The outcome doesn't matter so much as the effort itself. As long as I strive, even if I lose, having fought with determination, I will have no regrets. High Light's mindset is perfectly sound—he doesn't demand success, but insists on relentless effort—hundredfold, thousandfold, ten-thousandfold effort. I have become a god! I will make the path to divinity even more magnificent! High Light's ability to fly through the air—wasn't that just recently learned? This time, I won't rely on any divine abilities or godly powers. Instead, I will use the martial arts skills I have cultivated myself to glide and soar through the air." Highlight possesses an extraordinary, elite energy that transcends the need for所谓 supernatural or divine powers. In truth, Highlight has already become a god—exhibiting all the potential of a deity. With a simple lift of his leg, he can cross wide ditches; with a slight leap, he can reach distances of twenty meters. This current aerial flight is actually a powerful convergence and explosive manifestation of Highlight’s accumulated energy. Though intercepted mid-course by the massive great crane eagle, this encounter serves as a brand-new starting point and a fresh journey for Highlight. I won’t be afraid of losing—I won’t yield. I will strive, I will triumph. Even though the great crane eagle is colossal, it stands as a formidable rival to Highlight himself. With a thunderous roar, Highlight launches into the sky once again—this time, higher, faster, stronger. Driven by Ying'er’s encouragement and her joyful, bubbling laughter, Highlight feels boundless energy, his wife and children cheering him on. This time, by choosing to act later, Highlight has strategically positioned himself to gain the upper hand. Very fast! Like a bullet, rushing by. This was something the crane eagle could never have imagined. Although the crane eagle was leading, it must admit that it has a weakness—its body is too large, creating significant air resistance and consuming considerable energy. In contrast, Gaoqing, with its relatively smaller resistance, has now unleashed a powerful, multi-element energy surge, becoming even more vigorous and agile. His flight efficiency and effective power output surpass that of the crane eagle significantly. Soon, Gaoqing overtakes the large crane eagle. This time, the large crane eagle still intends to use the same method of generating airflow by spreading its wings to propel Gaoqing far ahead. However, he miscalculates. Gaoqing's aerial flight is now faster, higher, and stronger, and before the large crane eagle can fully spread its wings, Gaoqing glides right over its head. How could the large crane eagle surrender? He speeds up, spreads his wings, and charges forward. Soon, the race was approaching the summit, just 1,000 meters away. In the final 1,000 meters, Gaoang unleashed a surge of energy. "I have become a god! My momentum is unstoppable! Anyone who stands in my way shall fall!" This refrain echoed across the cosmos—not merely repetition, but a force that surged like "the momentum of a mountain-shaking, world-conquering wind." This very aura and momentum sent the opponents trembling. Gaoang was fierce, charging forward at a rapid pace. The Great Eagle knew that under current circumstances, only Gaoang could win—but he intended to create obstacles to ensure Gaoang would lose this race. "Gaaah!" The Great Eagle suddenly launched itself directly at Gaoang. A large airplane confronting a small human—what would happen when the plane collided with the human? Everyone knew. Yet Gaoang refused to yield. He could not lose! For, Ying'er's voice came again: "Husband! You must win! You must win!" And there, mingled with her joyful, bubbling laughter. Both mother and son are pushing themselves harder! Not possible! I'm going to fight! I'm going to battle! With a thunderous roar, energy surged forth. When the great eagle charged toward Gao Liang, he didn't hesitate a single moment. He shouted, "I am the wind! I will control the wind!" Indeed, six streams of pale blue flames erupted from Gao Liang's palms, rushing toward the great eagle. The great eagle was also clever, spreading its wings and striking with powerful wingbeats, aiming to generate airflow that would push Gao Liang far away—possibly even send him back to his starting point. No, for the great eagle, even a slight movement would make Gao Liang drift like a leaf, carried effortlessly by the wind. But it was too late. Who was Gao Liang? The divine warrior of the cosmos, a guardian deity bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor, a celestial sovereign, and the God of Light granted by a true deity. Gao Liang was truly formidable—he could now gather and channel his energy, a level of control that surpassed any previous instance. This time, it was even more fierce and powerful! The heavenly deities unleashed their might, their power shaking the cosmos, transforming the skies and winds. Mountains cracked, the earth split, and sand and stones surged into motion—those birds soaring in the sky were even driven far, far away by the bright risk controls. The airflow generated by the Great Eagle could no longer match the intensity of the bright risk controls. The Great Eagle now resembled a kite caught in a hurricane, drifting sideways. The great grey eagle's eyes flashed with menace, watching Ying'er happily cradled in her arms. "Gaaah! Gaaah!" This time, the eagle's voice was not only unpleasant—it was a sound clearly meant to signal devouring.