Standing atop the mountain, Jiang Feng felt as if an invisible palm force descended from the sky above his head.
He couldn't help but look up.
He saw an even larger Snowy Owl, strikingly conspicuous in the night sky. Its snow-white wings were like a flash of white sword light, its figure slicing through the heavens, heading toward the place where the Snowy Owl had fallen from the sky.
Before long, it swooped into the distant forest, seized the fate-unknown Snowy Owl, and soared back into the sky from within the woods.
Its broad wings spread wide, stirring up a mighty wind that bent a whole swath of trees in the forest, making some unable to bear the strain—a crisp snap rang out as branches split and shrubs toppled in masses.
The giant Snowy Owl, clutching the "Little Snowy Owl" by the wing, flew over White Tiger Mountain. Sensing danger, Jiang Feng slipped without delay into a cave below along the cliff crevice, not waiting for the giant owl to pass overhead.
