Ambushing Divine Crow True Lord

The ancient Sky Crow wore a golden crown of flame upon its head, wielding heaven and earth, ruling over a region.

Now, with every beat of its wings, layer upon layer of space shattered as it flew into the distance at extreme speed, sparing not the slightest effort. Its eyes were blood-red, its killing intent icy.

Wherever it passed, the souls of myriad beasts froze, unknowingly losing their lives, unable to survive beneath a Nascent Soul Cultivator's frenzied killing intent.

Ancestors! Dragon qi!

This was the faith of the Northern Plains Clan cultivators, the glory of their entire lives, the little remaining pure land they possessed.

Yet all of it had been defiled by a pack of lowly rogue cultivators!

How could this be tolerated?

A storm swept through space, wild winds rose on all sides, and living things in every direction trembled with unease.

Within the Wei Clan's main residence, an honest-looking cultivator opened his eyes, awakening from a long standby state. He concealed his aura and silently watched the distance.

After pondering for a moment, he flew toward Beast-Spirit Immortal City.

The ancient Sky Crow transformed into a streak of black light and sped through space, shattering layers of space along the way. After flying for an unknown length of time, it abruptly stopped near the site where the Hei Clan Khan Court offered sacrifices to heaven.

The Sky Crow's pitch-black eyes slowly closed as it drew in the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, restoring its magic power.

The fury and killing intent in its eyes suddenly vanished without a trace, leaving only cold calmness, with no sign of losing control.

After pondering briefly, it beat its wings and released several black-feather messages, sending them in all directions.

"Dragon qi, military formations—nothing more than that."

Divine Crow