But it had paid a heavy price. All its senses plunged into darkness. Like a blind man falling through the void, it spiraled down from the starry sky and crashed into a boundless sea of fire.
RUMBLE—
After crashing to the ground, the Yong Bird immediately folded its wings to defend with all its might. It was like a blazing red giant, frantically devouring the pure Spiritual Qi from the surrounding space.
This was a huge gamble.
A bet on whether it would recover first, or if the primary attackers would escape the effects of the Drought World Pupil before it could.
FWOOSH~
All around the hunting ground, under the might of the Drought World Pupil, the various Hunters had all suffered grievous injuries. Unable to move, they had turned into clusters of Heaven-Reaching white torches, their Life Origins rapidly evaporating.
On the outskirts of the hunting ground.
