The Golden Feather Eagle beat its wings and sliced through the vast sky, its wings sweeping past the clouds and stirring up howling gusts.
Chen Qing sat cross-legged on the eagle's back, his robes snapping in the high-altitude currents as he calmly gazed at the rolling mountains below.
Hong Yuan, the Night Clan Night Watcher's words still echoed through his mind—information concerning the Night Lord, the Ancient Kingdom Ruins, and the remains shed by their ancestors.
A thoughtful glint flashed through Chen Qing's eyes. "At death's door, Hong Yuan might not have revealed the whole truth. Perhaps he deliberately exaggerated their strength to intimidate me, or perhaps he concealed crucial details."
"These reports still need to be verified."
He knew full well that the Night Clan was deceitful and unpredictable. He could never trust one man's word alone. Once he returned, he would need Ping Bo to use every available channel and have Wu Xuan verify it again as well.
Whether Hong Yuan's words were true or false, there was only one unbreakable truth in this world.
If the spear was fast enough, there was no need to care how many schemes the enemy had.
If the spear was sharp enough, it could pierce every trap.
"My cultivation has now stabilized. I still need to continue cultivating diligently and break through to the second turn."
"And if the Dragon Elephant Prajna Vajra Body can break through the tenth level, my physical strength will rise another step, and my combat power will grow even stronger."
At the thought of the Great Void Escape Technique, Chen Qing frowned slightly.
When he had withdrawn from Blackwater Great City last night, after only several teleports, stabbing pain had already begun shooting through his divine sense.
"This divine ability is indeed profound, but every use