Sensing something strange on its back, the already intelligent White Sea Eagle flew into a rage. Bearing the immense gravity, it began rolling rapidly through the air.
The cold wind cut like knives, tearing at his skin. Jiang Hai wrapped both arms around the White Sea Eagle's soft neck, his legs clamped around it like iron pincers. No matter how it flew, he did not budge.
White light surged, and the White Sea Eagle let out another piercing cry that shook the sky and halted the clouds.
Sitting right on its back, Jiang Hai took the cry head-on. His brain thundered, and his eardrums felt as though they would be torn apart, buzzing incessantly.
The cry seemed to possess a power that awed the soul. Any creature harboring sinister intentions would be cowed beneath it.
At that moment, even Jiang Hai suffered a spiritual shock. However, his innate spiritual strength was formidable, and he had refined considerable mental attribute power. Faced with the White Sea Eagle's soul skill, Piercing Cry, he quickly recovered. The ringing in his ears did not fade, though. After all, its cry was not merely an attack against the soul.
Yet Jiang Hai felt little anger at that moment. Instead, he was mostly delighted.
The White Sea Eagle's skill clearly targeted Evil Soul Masters. If he could subdue this White Sea Eagle, he would have another means of dealing with them.
"Bronze Coffin, suppress!" With a low shout, a Bronze Coffin descended from the sky and landed on the White Sea Eagle's back.
The Magnetic Field remained active. The Bronze Coffin itself weighed twenty-four thousand jin, and beneath the Magnetic Field, its weight reached a truly terrifying level.
The White Sea Eagle gave a mournful cry. It simply could not carry something so heavy. Despite exerting