In this slaughter that was little short of torture, Phoenix Feather Crow did not know how many times it had been gravely wounded and fallen unconscious, only to struggle awake again.
At first, Phoenix Feather Crow thought it would be tortured to death.
Yet as time passed, not only had it not died, but the demonic energy within it grew ever more abundant, while its body was tempered into something tough and powerful.
Enemies that had once required great effort to kill could now be easily slain with a single claw.
Phoenix Feather Crow finally realized that its strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
Its master, returned from death, had sought it out again not to force it to its death, but to temper its body and aid its cultivation.
Once it understood this, Phoenix Feather Crow's spirits soared. It turned passivity into initiative and bravely charged into a pack of Magic Beasts.
With its master here, no matter how badly it was hurt, it would not die. What was there to fear?
Phoenix Feather Crow charged through the Magic Beast pack three times in and three times out, slaughtering them all and exhausting the last shred of strength in its body.
Its bare body was covered in wounds as it lay weakly on the ground, finding even the movement of a claw arduous. Yet its eyes brimmed with the fierce battle intent of a heart's content and the joy of victory.
Challenging more than twenty Magic Beasts of the same realm alone was a mad act Phoenix Feather Crow had never even dared to imagine before.
Yet now, not only had it done so, it had killed every last one of them.
An invisible ripple descended upon Phoenix Feather Crow, and Xu Chunniang curled her lips.
"Not bad."
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