It was an unimaginable giant creature, its wings spanning a hundred zhang, each feather as if cast from bronze, glinting with metallic sheen under the blood-red setting sun.
Its sharp beak curved like a hook, eyes red as blood, emanating a suffocating aura of vicious ferocity.
"A fierce bird at Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection!" Zhou Qing's pupils shrank drastically, promptly pulling Lu Yaoyao to hide to the side.
Luckily, the creature didn't notice the two little dots below, and passed by with a whistle.
"Wait, isn't this a no-fly zone? How did it get airborne? Could it be—"
He stared at the distant silhouette of the fierce bird intently, suddenly realizing something, and looked up sharply at the three rounds of blood-red setting sun.
That was not a true sun, but some kind of restriction core!
Brilliance flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, "This no-flight restriction is only aimed at human cultivators."
