Under the Owl Night Hawk's all-out struggle, it broke through the blockade of the Morning Dew Blade formation, but it could not shake off A'Dai, who had burrowed into its body.
Feeling the soul power inside it constantly draining away, the Owl Night Hawk kept screeching viciously in the sky, struggling all the while.
The piercing cries almost made the little ones, who were in their state of truth, goodness, and beauty, unable to hold on; their expressions were filled with pain.
Several minutes later, the Owl Night Hawk had consumed quite a bit of soul power and landed at the edge, panting for breath.
Seeing that the time had come, A'Dai drilled out of its body, and his scythe slashed toward the root of its wing.
A miserable shriek rang out. After the little ones came back to their senses, they hurried to the Owl Night Hawk's side and surrounded it.
Seeing blood gushing from the other party's wing, they knew this was the best opportunity.
Zhu Zhuqing released the Nether Claw she had just obtained, her figure appearing behind the Owl Night Hawk like a ghost. The Third Spirit Ring on the Spirit Cat lit up.
"Nether Slash."
A half-moon-shaped dark slash landed directly on the Owl Night Hawk's other, uninjured wing.
Another miserable shriek rang out. This night hawk had completely lost its ability to fly.
Originally, with Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation, she should not have been able to unleash such attack power, but her External Soul Bone had given her the ability to increase the power of her soul skills by fifty percent.
Seeing this, her companions also released their soul skills one after another, landing them on the Owl Night Hawk. Before long, it collapsed to the ground, clearly breathing out more than it breathed in.