A vicious gleam flashed through Greedy Wolf's eyes. The instant Xu Chunniang's body fell, he lunged at her divine soul.
The surrounding Magic Beasts moved with Greedy Wolf.
What they pounced toward was that body which had bled out its final drop of blood and spent its last shred of strength.
Just as the beasts rushed at Xu Chunniang, a fierce wind rose from nowhere and swept them dozens of zhang away.
Then came a mournful yet peerlessly beautiful bird cry. It was the Phoenix Feather Crow.
It spread its wings, pierced through layer upon layer of clouds, and dove down.
It was so fast that the Phoenix Feather Crow even crashed into the ground and knocked its head.
But it paid no heed to the pain. With one snap of its beak, it flung the body wrapped in blood qi onto its back, then beat its wings and soared away.
The food at their mouths had flown away, and the other Magic Beasts were furious. Yet they could not match the Phoenix Feather Crow's speed. After pursuing it for a while, they could only give up unwillingly.
Leaving all the Magic Beasts behind, the Phoenix Feather Crow flew anxiously toward the outskirts of the Demon Abyss, glancing back from time to time at the figure on its back.
Yet the more it looked, the more alarmed it became.
In the mere time it took to burn half an incense stick, her body had begun to turn cold. Even her heartbeat showed signs of freezing still.
Only her brow still retained a trace of warmth, but an unfamiliar divine soul aura drifted from within it.
The Phoenix Feather Crow was flustered and uneasy. Once it flew out of the Demon Abyss, it did not even know where to go.
Xu