Chen Chuan looked up. The large bird wasn't flying too high; after all, the long rope hanging from it had a limited length.
Its wingspan was four to five meters, and its wingbeats were incredibly powerful. From the rhythm of its movements, it surprisingly felt like a Fighter.
He immediately determined that this was a bird with a Mutated Organization, and it wasn't one that had been implanted but was innate.
This must be a creature from the Merging Land.
As he watched, he grabbed a handful of polished stones, then twisted at his shoulder and flung them into the sky.
Instantly, a volley of projectiles shot toward the large bird, whistling through the air.
Qi Qianyang, already in the air, seemed prepared. The moment he saw the attack, he tore off his training uniform. Bare-chested, he swung it through the air, channeling a surge of Heart Force through the fabric. The incredibly durable uniform instantly stretched taut, catching most of the stones.
