Screee~
Jin Ada looked up at the sky and saw a carrion eagle circling above him.
The corner of his eye twitched. He spat fiercely onto the ground. "Damn feathered brute!"
Carrion eagles nesting on the cliffs of the Gobi Desert had always been regarded as ill omens by the Sand People. Nothing good ever came of seeing one.
Carrion eagles fed on the corpses of people and animals. They also possessed a peculiar ability: they could scent the aura of death and then cling tightly to their target.
Jin Ada had already been followed by this carrion eagle for dozens of li!
Being watched by a carrion eagle did not necessarily mean one would truly die. This thing had a touch of evil about it, so all manner of bizarre tales had inevitably been woven around it.
But Jin Ada still felt as if a cloud of death hung over his head!
The tribe he belonged to had been far from peaceful lately. Quite a few people had gone out hunting and never returned, including several elite hunter cultivators. The losses had been severe.
Jin Ada had also heard a rumor.
They said that a powerful Protector Heavenly Master had arrived at Zhensha Pass of the Easterners, one who could command a sword to take a man's head from a hundred li away.
The tribesmen Jin Ada's tribe had lost had all been killed by this Sword Cultivator!
As a prospective hunter cultivator, Jin Ada knew that Sword Cultivators among the Easterners' cultivators were fearsome fighters. But a Flying Sword killing people from a hundred li away was beyond anything he could imagine.
Not even the Great Shaman possessed such means!
Jin Ada felt that the rumor was probably exaggerated.
Even so, he did not dare approach within a