Before the voice had faded!
The crowd suddenly displayed their divine techniques, rushing forward to seize the Yellow Oriole in the air. Fu Changsheng fixed his gaze on the Yellow Oriole transformed by the second task and quickly said:
"Fairy Yaoo, Fellow Daoist Cao, grab the one with its left foot turning red!"
Before Fu Changsheng's voice had faded, Fairy Yaoo and Cao Qingyun reacted swiftly, and the three of them moved in concert towards the Yellow Oriole with its left foot turning red. Fu Changsheng's figure was like lightning, rushing forward in an instant. With a wave of his right hand, a thread of spiritual power was directed at the Yellow Oriole's wing. Fairy Yaoo followed closely behind, releasing a red silk from her sleeve, which wound like a spiritual snake towards the bird's ankle. Cao Qingyun quickly laid down a small array to block the bird's retreat.
