Flender's Eighth Soul Skill!

The Rift-Splitting Golden Eagle's high-speed flight suddenly faltered, as though it had plunged into an invisible swamp. Its movements slowed at once!

"Now's our chance!"

Flender's eyes flashed. In his Martial Soul Avatar form, his attack power and speed were at their peak.

He folded his wings and plunged almost straight down like a black arrow, hurtling toward the slowed golden eagle!

His sharp beak and talons were aimed straight at its vulnerable neck!

Sensing mortal danger, the Rift-Splitting Golden Eagle shrieked in terror and struggled desperately against the crushing gravity. Golden light flared around it, and countless feathers shot out like arrows to stop Flender.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been lurking in the shadows, moved.

Her third Soul Ring activated Shadow Divine Blade.

Several intangible yet razor-sharp blades of dark energy struck after the feathers launched but arrived first, slicing precisely through the densest points of their barrage!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A gap tore through the defensive net of golden feathers!

Flender's black silhouette flashed through it like death's scythe!

Squelch!

Talons sank into flesh!

The Rift-Splitting Golden Eagle let out a piercing cry. Flender's talons ripped a massive wound across its neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

Then, crushed by Zhao Wuji's Gravity Domain, it could no longer stay airborne. Its enormous body spiraled toward the ground like a kite with a severed string.

Boom!

It slammed into the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.

Flender withdrew his Martial Soul Avatar and landed. Looking at the Rift-Splitting Golden Eagle lying there near death, still twitching faintly, he let out a long breath.

The aerial battle had seemed brief, but it had been perilous. Without Zhao Wuji's Gravity Domain taking effect at the crucial moment and Zhu Zhuqing breaking through the defense