High in the sky, a Golden Plume Lightning Roc spread its enormous wings and flew over the rolling mountain ranges.
Golden Plume Lightning Rocs were third-rank demon birds, equivalent to Golden Core level Great Demons. Their formidable strength made them sovereigns of the skies.
Yet this Golden Plume Lightning Roc lacked its species' usual majestic beauty. Its golden feathers seemed coated in a thick layer of dust, carrying a hint of decay, while its originally pitch-black eagle eyes glimmered with an eerie red light.
What was more, it periodically opened its beak and spewed streams of black mist.
All these abnormal signs clearly showed that this third-rank Golden Plume Lightning Roc had been corrupted by Evil Spirits. It had lost its original nature and become a puppet of evil!
Behind the Golden Plume Lightning Roc followed a vast flock of lifeless Grey Eagles and giant rocs.
They flew silently in the same direction.
At the same time, among the towering peaks and rugged ridges below, one mutated or corrupted Demonic Beast after another appeared.
These Evil Beasts traveled in packs as well, racing in the direction the Lightning Roc was flying!
Wherever the Evil Beasts went, the Demonic Beasts dwelling in forests and mountain caves either trembled and hid away or fled in terror. A small number of unlucky ones ran straight into the muzzle and became the Evil Beasts' bloody food.
Inside the Pool-Bottom Cave Mansion of Nameless Valley, Wang Chen used the formation to "see" this scene.
His heart grew exceptionally heavy.
This was an evil calamity!
Wang Chen had only ever read about evil disasters of such massive scale in books before.
They could not compare to the shock of witnessing one with his own eyes.
What astonished him was that this army of Evil Beasts was