The elder of the crag eagles honed in on a golden roc. As he slid past the roc, blood began to spray out of its neck like a faucet that couldn't be closed. The roc tried to shriek, but it was no longer able to make noise.

The elder was a considerable fighter in his own right, and his skills dwarfed even the crag eagle chief's. Furthermore, he, Zhang Lie, and Yu Xuanguang were launching sneak attacks while their opponents were stunned and disoriented, and it was particularly easy for them to land their hits.

The next moment, before the golden roc realized precisely what had happened, a claw had pierced...