CLANG!
The airship in flight suddenly let out a piercing hum as a pale yellow ripple shot out from its bow, vibrating in all directions.
"Junior Martial Uncle, what's happening?"
"Are we under attack?"
The alarmed and uncertain youths began to ask questions.
"Relax, we're just scaring off some airborne demon birds."
Junior Martial Uncle Wu raised a hand, signaling for everyone not to panic. "Besides cultivators and Spiritual Vessels, there are also some demon birds that can fly in the Cloud Layer…"
Halfway through his sentence, several gray-feathered, white-headed sparrows zipped past the side of the airship. Before anyone could get a clear look, they vanished from sight in an instant.
Junior Martial Uncle Wu retracted his gaze and said nonchalantly, "Those demon birds that just flew by are called Wind-drilling Sparrows. They are incredibly fast. With their pointed heads and shuttle-like bodies, their shape is like a javelin."
