Yuan Ming's figure only fell more than ten feet before a Protective Treasure Light lit up around him, stabilizing in midair for a moment. His face turned stiff as he looked up overhead.
The flock of cyan giant birds had already scattered, and the originally moonlit and sparse night sky was unknowingly obscured by a massive black shadow.
The shadow stretched endlessly from one glance. It was pure black yet seemed enveloped with a layer of moonlight, appearing somewhat hazy and indistinct, exuding an indescribably strange feeling.
Yuan Ming was certain that the earlier shrill scream had emanated from that black shadow.
His brows slightly furrowed, and his face was somewhat grave.
The emergence of this black shadow was too eerie, catching him completely off guard.
However, after waiting a moment, no more piercing screams arose, nor did any anomaly appear within that black shadow.
