In the distance, a green glow suddenly appeared—a spindle-shaped treasure that traversed dozens of feet in a flash, fleeing towards this direction. Behind it, three clusters of yellow light chased after the green spindle with astonishing speed, each containing a person from the Flying Spirit Tribe adorned with golden runes.
"Not good! It's the people from the Yellow Wind Tribe. Like the Chirong Clan, they've been coveting the Heavenly Roc Tribe for quite some time," Bai Bi exclaimed, paling upon recognizing the Flying Spirit Tribe members in the yellow light.
Lei Lan also showed an expression of shock.
"Yellow Wind Tribe?" Han Li mused, scrutinizing the three Flying Spiriters.
The three beings bore slightly yellow wings and furry faces, each trailing a long, bushy tail. They looked rather peculiar!
The person maneuvering the green spindle clearly saw Han Li and the others, and after a few flashes, stopped abruptly before the three of them.
