"Finally shot it down!"
Lin Chang'sheng walked forward, glaring at the Divine Eagle with hatred. "I'll skin you and stew you alive!!"
This Divine Eagle was exceptionally plump, even bigger than a fat goose, covered in jet-black feathers, with a golden streak on each wing. It looked absolutely stunning.
"Just who is tracking my movements?"
Lin Chang'sheng narrowed his eyes, an urgent sense of danger rising in his heart.
Right now, the most pressing matter is to seize every moment and increase his own strength.
At the moment, all he had was a bright green hairpin Wenjing gave him, imbued with the power of two strikes from a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but that was borrowed strength. Only true power counted!
"Wait, this Divine Eagle was circling overhead for days. Someone else could have easily placed a tracking method on it. Better just throw it away."
