With a piercing eagle cry, more than twenty of the demon soldiers in the distance suddenly revealed their true forms. They were enormous golden eagles with wingspans exceeding ten meters.
If Zhang Yang had been here, he should have recognized them as the Golden Eagles he had encountered in the Fantasy World back then. However, the Golden Eagles of the past had been extremely weak, whereas all twenty-odd Golden Eagles now were at the Foundation Establishment Demon General level.
The other demon soldiers also transformed, becoming bears, wolves, tigers, and leopards of all kinds. Roaring, they moved to surround them from all sides.
Yet among these demon soldiers was one unusual Golden Eagle, with a patch of white feathers between its brows. From the very beginning, it had flown to an altitude of over a thousand meters, coldly watching the changes on the battlefield. From time to time, it even glanced toward Dragon Head Peak, clearly well aware of the situation at the Heavenly Sword Gate.
"Ninefold Mountain, Sword Array!"
At this moment, Zhu Ti, Li Guokui, and the other eight men remained utterly calm. Seeing the more than twenty Golden Eagles descend amid raging winds, they immediately brought out their swords and formed sword seals. One after another, sword cries rang out, and mountain ranges as solid as matter emerged within the sword light, their might pressing over the entire battlefield.
This was the phenomenon that appeared only after the old fellows had cultivated the Mountain River Sword Intent to perfection.
It was rather embarrassing to say, but Zhang Yang, the sect master and their martial honored master, had only perfected the Mountain River Sword Intent. Yet in the hands of these old fellows, every one of them had cultivated it to perfection. Even Jiang Rong, the former great