A black shadow swept swiftly across the valley's domed ceiling, blotting out the sun like a dark cloud.
The wings of that flying demonic bird, which spanned several hundred zhang, beat heavily, carrying a demonic energy that made one's heart tremble.
The pupils of the Shao Guan Family cultivators contracted sharply, and their hearts instantly sank to the bottom of the abyss.
This was bad...
They had already been firmly targeted by this pack of fiends.
"Quick... board the ship at once..."
Someone shouted hoarsely. The crowd no longer hesitated in the slightest, their figures surging toward the ancient flying ship suspended in midair.
Their feet crushed the gravel underfoot, and the frantic footsteps intertwined into a chaotic drumbeat throughout the valley. The color drained from everyone's faces, leaving only thick panic.
At that moment, a violent demonic wind suddenly howled over, like ten thousand evil spirits wailing, and slammed brutally into the flying ship.
The flying ship rocked violently, and the runes etched across its hull flickered.
The cultivators who had been desperate to board all halted at once. Some nearly lost their footing and fell, while the panic on their faces deepened, their teeth chattering uncontrollably.
"Ao Wu... Ao Wu..."
Shrieks that pierced to the marrow surged from every direction, drowning the entire valley like a rising tide.
They looked up and saw several flying demonic beasts with wingspans exceeding ten zhang circling above the valley. Their sharp claws glinted coldly, and their crimson eyes locked firmly onto the humans below.
The gale stirred by their beating wings swept up sand and gravel that struck the cultivators' faces painfully. At any moment, they might dive down and take whatever they pleased.
Immediately afterward, beast roars that shook the valley rang out one after another, like thunder rolling across