In the City of Lightning, from the depths of the abyss. A fierce bird with a thousand wings emerged. Flapping with its densely packed wings, the spiritual realm trembled, and all transcendent beings quaked in fear. The monsters on the ground were even more submissive. They were all trembling in fear and completely unwilling to resist. 0

Wang Xuan was certain that this was an extraordinary spiritual creature that was capable of contending with figures like the Demon Ancestor and the Ancestor of Immortals in a grand confrontation! In fact, he felt that facing this creature was even more pressure-inducing than when he confronted the mysterious man with the silver mask that day.0

This fierce bird was simply too massive. After spreading its thousand wings, it occupied about one-tenth of the City of Lightning. It was like a dark cloud entering the sky. Bathed in lightning, it opened its beak and devoured all spirits. Whether it was a rotting dragon, a ghoul, or a transcendent being, all were under attack.0

Old Chen and Wang Xuan were also drawn towards the edge of its massive beak by an inexplicable light. Wang Xuan wielded the Godslaying Banner, trying to strike it with all his might, but instead, it drew the attention of the creature. Its huge beak opened, and countless dark patterns surged forth like the ropes of the Grim Reaper, entwining towards the two of them.Mental chains that emanated from its mouth entangled them, wrapping around them in thousands upon thousands. 0

Wang Xuan continued to swing the Godslaying Banner. While holding the heavenly herb, Old Chen freed up his hands to grab the Soul-binding Bell that resonated fiercely. It sent out ripples one after another. They managed to break many of the mental chains, but were still bound by more black patterns. They...0