A Man Like None Other

Sure enough, this technique had successfully deceived the silverfeather hawk as it charged straight at the blood figure.

With a loud noise, the blood figure exploded. A bloody mist floated above its head, spreading to the surrounding area. The silverfeather hawk was thrust straight into the mist, which turned its silver feathers a blood red.

The now-bloodied silverfeather hawk looked even more terrifying than before. Many cultivators began to tremble in fear when they smelled the metallic scent of blood and saw how horrifying that creature looked.

However, the silverfeather hawk did not attack anyone else. Its sole target seemed to be Zordey. After getting itself drenched in blood, the silverfeather hawk then swept into a faintly red blood pool before disappearing in an instant.

“Why is this demon beast only attacking Zordey?”

Cloud could not understand what he was seeing. Montane Daemon seemed to realize something and gave Cloud a faint smile in return. “I think this creature has sniffed out Zordey’s life- preserving techniques. That’s why it only targeted

deliberately flew into the blood mist? After getting drenched in blood, it then went straight for the spirit spring. I think there’s something in that spirit

he heard this. The Zupakie family’s life-preservation technique is strange indeed. Now, it has turned into an open target for the demon beast. I reckon

the spirit spring, the once-shriveled body of Zordey then slowly stood up. He seemed much older, and his breathing

of the onlookers could not help but laugh in secret

there were more than one of these demon beasts here, then they were effectively trapped and could only await

the energy from the giant egg. Yet, he seemed unaware that his

see that the dome itself seemed to be a chaotic world that was slowly becoming more visible. Jared could

was floating inside. Eight looming energy chains surrounded the figure,

became clearer and clearer until Jared was surprised to see that the figure in the giant

instinctively wanted to look at the middle-aged man to ask him what