The first half of the return flight was very smooth. Aside from the strong turbulence shortly after takeoff, nothing went wrong.
Just as the flight was about to enter Huaxia airspace, fierce winds suddenly rose at high altitude. Several passengers spotted the shadow of an enormous creature outside the windows, and fear immediately gripped their hearts.
However, the captain's calm voice soon came over the intercom. In fluent English, he told the passengers that this was a normal occurrence and would not affect the flight, asking everyone to remain seated. They would land in half an hour.
Yet only minutes after the captain finished speaking, his words were proven spectacularly wrong. This international flight was a large passenger jet, and sparks suddenly burst from its four turbine engines. Accompanied by a thunderous boom, all four engines failed!
Violent tremors immediately shook the entire plane.
The passengers in the cabin instantly fell into inexplicable panic. Some even pulled out their phones and began recording their final words, while others took out their passports and clenched them tightly between their teeth.
The violent shaking jolted Han Nuan awake from her meditation. The moment she opened her eyes, she sensed a powerful aura surrounding the plane. She instantly recognized it as the aura released by a seventy-thousand-year flying-type soul beast!
She did not waste any time. Her figure suddenly turned ethereal, and in the next instant, she was standing atop the plane. Two pairs of broad, snow-white Phoenix Wings unfurled from her back.
A seventy-thousand-year Storm Falcon? A mere seventy-thousand-year wind-attribute soul beast dared cause trouble within Huaxia? Did it really think nothing of the Eight Soul Suppressors?
Han Nuan's gaze immediately deepened. Amid the vast sea of dark clouds, she successfully locked onto the soul beast's location. Then, a fan completely unrelated