High in the sky, the Golden Eagle and White Lion were both caught off guard when Black Wind Ridge's array suddenly opened. The Golden Eagle spread his wings and cried, "Great King Ten Thousand Lions, be careful. I fear this is Black Wind Ridge's last desperate gamble. Let us urge our little ones on, put forth more strength, utterly shatter this array, and see just how formidable those Daoist cultivators truly are!"
"Ha! If it is their last desperate gamble, why bother with their array? Slaughter all these demons and humans, and what use will their array be?" White Lion roared with laughter, paying the Golden Eagle no heed. He stretched out his body and flew toward the foot of the mountain.
The Golden Eagle flew into a rage. "You... if you will not go, then this king shall break the array himself!"
With that, he spread his wings. Radiance flickered all over his body as a hurricane sprang up, and his enormous form shot like a meteor toward Xiao Jian, who had revealed himself in midair. His massive talons tore through the air with a shrill "sizzle," sharper even than ordinary flying swords!
"Hmph..." Xiao Jian sneered. Steady as a mountain, he waved a hand, and another flash of radiance flickered. The Golden Eagle felt his vision blur. Though the scene before him remained unchanged, and the contempt in Xiao Jian's eyes was still plainly visible, an extremely ominous feeling nevertheless rose from the depths of his heart.
Sure enough, before the Golden Eagle could respond, his sharp talons struck an incomparably tough restriction. He knew that sensation all too well. "Not good!" The Golden Eagle was greatly alarmed. He knew the array had already closed and that he had struck the restriction. Hastily beating his wings, he tried