"Eagle Spear, Eagle Rending Sky!"
The Blood Eagle King gripped the blood-red spear in his hand and leapt high into the air like a hunting falcon, thrusting forward with a fierce jab.
Blood-light erupted from the spearhead. A hundred-zhang blood eagle spread its wings and merged with the spear's unmatched, razor-sharp radiance as it swooped at its enemy.
"Feathered freak, let's see how I pluck every last feather from you."
Mu Chen's black hair streamed loose. His eyes were cold and indifferent, like a demon god's. He raised the ancient-looking battle staff in his hand and swung it without warning.
Space shuddered beneath that strike.
Clang! Their weapons had barely collided when the Blood Eagle King's expression changed dramatically.
An indescribably surging force traveled along the spear and into his body, numbing both his arms and sending his blood and qi into turmoil. He nearly went flying backward.
The Blood Eagle Spear was knocked from his grasp and sent tumbling into the distance.
The two divine artifacts tangled together, transforming into an ancient blood eagle and a Nine Nether Underworld Sparrow. They wheeled above the battlefield, beating their wings and tearing at each other in a frenzied struggle.
The ancient demonic birds' cries rang across heaven and earth as feathers drifted down in disarray.
Under the Nine Nether Underworld Sparrow's fierce attacks, the ancient blood eagle was driven back again and again.
The ancient-looking battle staff, which the former had transformed into, was actually a High-Grade Divine Artifact—one grade higher than the Blood Eagle Hall's treasured heirloom.
The kings watched with burning envy. What a fortune he had.
"This man has incredible strength. Could he be some prodigy from a divine beast clan, transformed into human form and sent here to deceive me?"
The Blood Eagle King was too startled