Several years later.
An incomparably majestic, brilliant golden divine bird cut through the clouds and soared across the sky.
Beneath him lay an endless azure ocean, its waters shimmering.
This divine bird had three feet and a dazzling coat of bright golden feathers. Golden flames seemed to burn all over his body, blazing with light.
He flew through the sky, as dazzling as a little sun.
By now, Jiang Yang's Golden Crow body had reached adulthood, and the strength the Magic Potion Method had given him was slowly beginning to reveal itself, enough to crush the vast majority of living beings in the world.
Moreover, because this power belonged to him in the first place, Jiang Yang wielded it without the slightest awkwardness.
After soaring freely between sea and sky for a while, Jiang Yang prepared to fly back to Vermilion Bird Island.
Several years with a bird's living soul had given him many inspirations he had never had before. Being human was his essence, but being a bird occasionally was rather nice too.
Back on Vermilion Bird Island, Jiang Yang returned to the branch where his nest stood and saw four Fire Crows sitting quietly beside their respective nests: his parents, younger brother, and younger sister.
Over the years, Jiang Yang had occasionally caught supernatural fish for them to eat. Nourished by supernatural energy, their intelligence and size had changed tremendously.
With intelligence, they could learn to cultivate.
The scene before him was the result.
Golden-red, fiery energy flowed in and out through their mouths and nostrils.
From a distance, wisps of the Sun's power could be seen descending from the Sun in the sky from time to time, entering their bodies.
This was the cultivation method Jiang Yang had taught them.
At the same time, he had also