"Commander, wh-what do we do?"
A War King Powerhouse asked, his face contorted in misery.
Every one of them was in a sorry state, looking more like a troupe of pathetic comedians.
Although their physiques were still burly, not a single feather remained on the wings on their backs, leaving only raw, pink, fleshy stubs.
Ma Qi shot him a vicious glare and raged, "What else can we do? Hong Yu sealed our cultivation, and this place is protected by a Grand Array. We can't get out. Besides, showing ourselves like this would be nothing but a disgrace. We can only stay here and cultivate for a while. Once the Prohibitions in the core area fail, Grandpa and the others will naturally send people to rescue us."
"Sigh. I guess that's our only option."
"That bastard Hong Yu! He actually plucked all our feathers..."
The group of War King Powerhouses was seething with rage.
