A Narrow Road for Enemies

A month later, at dawn.

Ji An rode his beast mount into the skies above a vast basin. From time to time, he spotted Golden Feathered Eagles soaring through the air. This was most likely the hunting grounds of the Golden Feathered Eagle clan.

He patted the beast mount's back and communicated with it through divine sense.

"Climb as high as possible. Keep watch for Golden Core level demonic beasts."

Sitting atop his beast mount, he would have difficulty concealing himself if he flew too low.

After letting out a soft neigh, the beast mount climbed higher and began gliding through the skies.

Ji An leaned out and looked down, searching for his target.

About half an hour later, two cries that pierced metal and split the clouds rang out in the distance, echoes rolling through the basin.

It was as though some switch had been flipped. Golden Feathered Eagles began crying out one after another, their calls endless.

Ji An raised an eyebrow slightly and looked toward where the cries had first sounded, communicating mentally with his beast mount.

Fly northwest. Search where we first looked.

He understood the habits of Golden Feathered Eagles. Those two cries that had prompted so many others to respond were very likely from the king of the flock.

The beast mount immediately nodded and flew northwest.

A short while later, a gigantic eagle with a wingspan of more than two zhang entered his sight. The Golden Feathered Eagle flying alongside it was much smaller, with a wingspan of only around one zhang and seven or eight chi.

Ji An's beast mount had a wingspan of just over one zhang and two chi. The Golden Feathered Eagles in his view should both be demon birds at the Golden Core level.

Ji An was downwind.