Hearing Zhao Hong say this, Liu Yuanchen was somewhat puzzled. "You said before that once Eerie Creatures leave the area shrouded in Black Mist, their strength drops drastically.
Moreover, these Eerie Creatures have been affected by the Black Mist for generations, so there must be problems with their bloodlines.
Trying to tame them would probably be far more difficult than taming ordinary demonic beasts."
"What use is there in raising Eerie Demons that are weak and disobedient?"
Zhao Hong shook his head. "No time to explain. Get on the cloud."
Liu Yuanchen and Meng Tieshan said no more and hurried onto the Firecloud.
This time, Zhao Hong was clearly in a hurry.
He casually took out a talisman, then plucked a feather from the rotten flesh that had once been the Netherfeather Black Eagle.
With a light rub of his fingers, the feather turned to ash.
All the ash fell onto the talisman.
Then the talisman ignited, transforming into the phantom of a glowing butterfly.
The instant the butterfly phantom appeared, it flew swiftly eastward.
The Firecloud suddenly accelerated, closely following the butterfly phantom.
The Firecloud's flying speed was terrifying. Liu Yuanchen roughly estimated that it could travel more than two thousand li in an hour.
Even with a mass of Astral Force protecting them, Liu Yuanchen still felt unsteady on his feet.
The Firecloud did not fly particularly high, only a little over ten zhang above the mountaintops.
Whenever it encountered a massive boulder or tall tree blocking its way, the Firecloud would make a sharp turn to avoid it.
Liu Yuanchen released vine after vine and wrapped them around the Firecloud, barely managing to steady himself.
Meng Tieshan had it worse. He was too tall, making it even harder for him to keep his balance under such circumstances.