"What's with the eagle's cry?"
Qin Feiyang, with the Wolf King, left the ancient castle and quickly crouched down in the grass, looking towards the valley.
At that moment, a shocking cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes.
He saw a giant falcon circling above the cave. In its massive talons, it clutched at least twenty-odd people.
Those people were already dead.
And beneath the falcon stood a young man – Lin Chen!
He glanced at the people in the falcon's talons and smiled at the falcon. "A good haul this time. We can refine another twenty-odd Bloodfiend Pills."
A terrifyingly sharp light flashed in the falcon's eyes.
Its talons loosened.
The twenty-odd corpses fell to the ground before Lin Chen, accompanied by a series of THUDS.
Lin Chen barked, "Bear King, what are you just standing there for? Hurry and carry them inside!"
A flicker of unwillingness showed in the Bear King's large pupils. But there was no choice; it had to be done.
