It felt as though a delicious feast already in hand had vanished at the very last moment.
Three pairs of fierce eagle eyes turned, swiftly sweeping over the people aboard the flying vessel before locking firmly onto Su Shi'er, who held a fly whisk.
"Hmph! If you don't want to die, get lost now!"
Meeting their gazes, Su Shi'er's expression did not change, even though this was nearly ten thousand zhang above the ground, where cultivators' strength was greatly affected.
He opened his mouth and let out a thunderous shout, his voice rolling like muffled thunder.
As he spoke, he urged his True Yuan again, empowering the Dustless Sword as it slowly drew in the Spring River Moonless Umbrella.
Before the fly whisk could be withdrawn, however,
the three Wind-Riding Divine Eagles, already eyeing them like tigers watching prey, flew into an even greater rage upon hearing Su Shi'er's words.
Three piercing shrieks rang out.
The three Wind-Riding Divine Eagles attacked once more. With a beat of their wings, three currents of demonic wind merged into one and swept straight toward Su Shi'er.
The gale howled. Wherever it passed, Demonic Essence churned, condensing into countless sharp blades and wind blades.
This was no ordinary gale. It was a hurricane composed entirely of wind blades, bearing terrifying might.
Under its assault, the strands of Su Shi'er's fly whisk, flowing like a strip of silk, and the Spring River Moonless Umbrella immediately swayed violently.
Fortunately, both the Spring River Moonless Umbrella and Su Shi'er's Dustless Sword were of extraordinary grade, and the materials used to refine them were anything but ordinary.
The barrage of wind blades did not inflict much damage on the magical treasures themselves.
But that was only temporary.
To keep the Dustless Sword transformed into a fly whisk intact,