In the midst of the Fire Crow Clan Leader's fury, he remained oblivious to the disturbance among the fire crows below.
Not until the poisoned dagger approached did all his feathers suddenly bristle, a piercing chill surging to his head!
In that life-and-death instant, the Fire Crow Clan Leader swiftly folded his wings.
Yet the dagger, like a venomous snake, pierced through his wings, effortlessly tearing apart his defenses.
The Fire Crow Clan Leader, borrowing momentum, retreated violently, eyes blazing fire, fiercely shouting: "Who are you!"
Ordinary fire crows could not break through his wing defense; there was something wrong with this fire crow in front of him.
The fire crow slowly stood up, shaking his head regretfully: "What a pity I couldn't kill you with one blow."
Before the words even fell, the fire feathers around him surged and transformed into a middle-aged man in black in an instant.
