In the vast mountains, Xu Wendong's figure seemed extremely small, and he was flying within the clouds, so he hadn't encountered any danger.
Early morning, five days later.
While Xu Wendong was flying among the clouds, a flash of black appeared suddenly ahead.
It collided with his chest like lightning, almost knocking him off his flying sword.
He focused his gaze.
There was actually a black bird in his arms, not very large, similar to a free-range rooster.
But the bird emitted a black glow all over its body, radiating a scorching aura.
However, this bird was covered in blood, giving a dying impression.
"Oh crap, is this a Divine Beast Golden Crow?" Xu Wendong felt his scalp tingle, instantly recognizing the origin of this bird.
Its appearance matched exactly with that on the Golden Crow Furnace.
Moreover, he could intuitively feel that the Golden Crow Furnace had somehow resonated with this bird.
