Golden, dazzling light burst forth from the gap. Even in broad daylight, it was so brilliant that no one could look directly at it. The sun rising slowly in the distance seemed dim by comparison.
It was as if something were roaring inside the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, rumbling amid the golden light!
Seeing that the door had opened, Hao Shuai gave an order and prepared to enter the treasury.
Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.
The others looked up curiously. A vast swath of orange-yellow appeared high in the heavens, stretching dozens of yards across and hanging over their heads, blocking out the sunlight.
Then a clear, piercing cry, much like a phoenix's call, seemed to ring out from the sky.
The cloud-like mass descended, blotting out the sun. Only then did they see clearly that it was an enormous bird covered in orange-yellow feathers, circling in the air with its wings spread. It seemed poised to attack the Qingyun Sect disciples perched on the tree trunk.
"That's the legendary Nine Heavens Spirit Bird—the Yellow Bird!" Zeng Shushu murmured as he gazed at the enormous beast, which kept letting out clear cries.
"I almost forgot about this big bird of yours." Hao Shuai chuckled, then waved a hand. A golden eagle appeared beside him.
The moment the eagle appeared, it spotted the Yellow Bird before it had even gotten its bearings. It immediately leaped into the air and flew straight toward it. Its wings stretched thirty or forty meters across, like wings that could blot out the sky, as it soared toward the heavens.
"Headmaster, is that the Great Peng Golden-Winged Eagle?" Zeng Shushu suddenly asked.
"The Great Peng Golden-Winged Eagle? What the heck is that?" Hao Shuai asked, puzzled. Then, seeing that the ugly eagle seemed to be losing