Long Fei gave a faint smile, thinking it would be easy to kill this Vulture; just triggering the curse seal on Wu Tushan's body would cause his Primordial Spirit to be scattered.
He wasn't in a rush; he intended to tame him slowly.
After all, it was Ancestor Vulture's physical body at work; a bit unruly was only natural.
He took the notes left by Ancestor Vulture, drank wine, ate meat, and started to read carefully.
With a physical body, Wu Tushan immediately tore off a piece of Demon Panther meat and devoured it.
His mouth had been watering as he looked before, unable to resist any longer.
One man and one bird spent a night in Tianguan City.
Before dawn, the beat of war drums echoed.
Several warhorses leapt into the air, galloping in from all directions, causing the Loose Cultivators in Tianguan City who were seeking opportunities to be startled.
A hundred thousand cavalry, under the leadership of the command center, rushed over as fast as they could.
