At Blackwood Cliff, Lin Lang looked at the Divine Eagle, which had already stood up, his eyes full of delighted surprise.
The Divine Eagle had remained unconscious after drinking the Fire Qilin's blood. Today, it had finally awakened.
It had undergone tremendous changes. Each feather resembled a strip of iron; plucked out, they could serve as throwing darts.
Three more feathers had grown on its head, but rather than looking silly, they made it appear even more imposing.
Its eyes had become keener and its beak sharper. Its two talons, in particular, could easily snap ordinary swords and sabers, rivaling famous swords in sharpness.
"Not bad. Your aura has grown much stronger, and so has your strength. These feathers of yours can withstand water and fire, too. You're still a long way from a divine beast, but among the Heaven-and-Earth Strange Beasts, you're one of the finest."
Even if the Thousand-Year Fire Turtle he had previously slaughtered came back to life, it might not defeat the Divine Eagle now.
Yang Guo's Great Condor and Bai Yunfei's Immortal Crane Lingyu would be even less of a match.
The Mud Bodhisattva's Fire Monkey did not even rank.
Once he taught it some martial arts moves, it might not be able to handle a Martial Arts Myth, but even three to five ordinary Heavenly Realm Peak experts might not be able to stop it.
The Divine Eagle held its head high and puffed out its chest, looking thoroughly proud.
"Lower your head. You expect me to fucking crane my neck to look at you?"
Lin Lang slapped it, and the Divine Eagle immediately became perfectly obedient again.
That trace of aura Lin Lang had just released made it understand that, even after evolving, its position had not changed.
"Let's go. To Capital City."