Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

Winters' mind traveled across the two realms along the golden land, his consciousness surging into the golden eagle's sea of ​​consciousness.

Having previously controlled the gnoll Walker, he quickly took control of the monstrous bird's body.

In an instant, the golden eagle's dark brown eyes transformed into gilded vertical pupils, appearing fierce and intimidating.

The wide, clear field of vision and the distinct, visibly painful sensation of the gold thread digging into the flesh were palpable.

On the other side, the crow king, trapped in Jin De's net, gave up when he saw that he could not break free no matter what he did.

Two black eyes darted around, activating the language talent of the myna bird [the robin's tongue], opening its beak and raising its voice:

"Human cultivator, I am the Raven Lord of the Heavenly Feather Raven Clan, whose clan boasts a Foundation Establishment Great Demon. If you dare to harm us in the slightest, my clan will surely tear you to pieces."

I advise you not to make a mistake. Release us quickly, and you can forge a good relationship with us.

His clear voice also carried a hint of feigned arrogance.

The Crow King raised its head upwards, adopting the air of a great demon, attempting to intimidate the human cultivators.

The long-bearded old man in a pale yellow robe was taken aback when he heard that the crow could speak.

He then stroked his white beard with his left hand and burst into loud laughter.

The next moment, golden light shone from his eyes, and the aura of a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator spread out, enveloping Crow Lord.

In the world of cultivation, each level is strictly hierarchical.

Moreover, they have crossed a major realm. Cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm naturally have a strong suppressive force against cultivators in the Fetal Breathing Realm.

If it's a cultivator of the same path attacking a cultivator of a lower path, then it's even more terrifying.

The crow king's expression changed instantly. The golden light swept over it and then withdrew into the old man's eyes.

"It's rare to see a talking demon at the Nascent Soul Realm, but unfortunately, you crow can't fool this old man."

"It's nothing but a source of amusement!"

The old man's tone was mocking, yet he spoke with absolute confidence:

"I have been in this business of killing demons for profit for fifty years."

Birds and beasts, fish and insects—anything that is alive, scaled, furred, feathered, or shelled—there is none that I cannot recognize!

Even if you are from the East Sea [Water Virtue] Dragon Clan, this old man will recognize you.

The old man was very talkative, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time. Once he started talking, he couldn't stop.

"I know perfectly well which demons have powerful backers and which demons are dangerous to kill. But the Heavenly Feathered Crow Clan you mentioned, I've never heard of them before."

"Didn't fool them..."

Hearing these words, Crow King's heart sank.

He had no background with the Heavenly Feather Crow Clan; he was just a wild demon. He had only made up a story to trick the cultivator into letting him go.

But this cultivator was clearly a seasoned veteran, and he saw through his trick at a glance.

  

He couldn't fool himself, and the dull-witted golden eagle beside him was even less of a help.

In truth, if this clumsy golden eagle hadn't been caught by this cultivator while flying through the mountains...

He came to the rescue himself, but was trapped in a net of heaven and earth, which is why he ended up in this state.

"Sigh, we've been captured. If only the skink were here."

Crow King sighed inwardly, thinking of the shrewd achievements of the skink and feeling a pang of nostalgia.

If the skink were here, one breath of fire might just turn this old man into ashes.

The old cultivator glanced at Crow Lord several times with his golden eyes, his tone full of disdain:

"The current celestial phenomenon in the world is 'Floating Light Leaping Gold,' so my golden virtue and spiritual energy are flourishing, opportunities abound, and spiritual resources emerge everywhere."

In contrast, the [Wind Qi] you, a bird demon, cultivate is simply a worthless and second-rate lineage. Apart from the first [Wind Qi] True Lord, no living being has ever attained enlightenment.

Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, there have been very few spiritual objects, cultivation methods, and treasures related to [Wind Qi] in the world.

Only wild demons without lineage or backing cultivate this; what else could they be but wild demons?

The eagle next to you is just average.

The old man seemed very proud of his cultivation of metal virtue, and spoke with great pride.

The celestial phenomena are manifestations of the general trend of the world, and they change every once in a while.

Mysterious phenomena affect cultivators on every path, with both advantages and disadvantages.

If the celestial phenomena are related to fire, then it will be beneficial to cultivators with the fire element and detrimental to cultivators with the water element.

Conversely, if it is related to water, it weakens cultivators of the fire element and strengthens cultivators of the water element.

The current celestial phenomenon in the world is described as "floating light and leaping gold".

It provides a bonus to cultivators practicing the five metal elements: [Ox Metal], [Kang Metal], [Lou Metal], and [Ghost Metal], aiding in cultivation, combat, and enlightenment.

Just as the Pleiades monk Winters' combat power greatly increased and his spiritual energy recovery accelerated when he was under the sun, it has a buffing effect.

"However, you do have some talent. It's quite rare to be able to speak human language at the embryonic breathing stage. It would be a pity to sell you to the Feng family as spiritual flesh."

In my humble opinion, selling you to the market as a spirit pet would be a good idea, and I could get a few more spirit stones in return.

Winters had been listening intently, and when he heard about the mysteries of the world and the fact that no one held a high position, his heart skipped a beat.

These were all news items about cultivation in the immortal realm, which Winters secretly noted down.

While the old man was talking eloquently, he finally regained control of the golden eagle's body.

Winters frowned as he looked inside the golden eagle's body.

Why is my spiritual energy so low?

This golden eagle clearly possesses the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Fetal Breathing stage, just one step away from the Qi Condensation stage.

However, the spiritual energy within his body was extremely thin, even less abundant than when Winters was at the second level of fetal breathing.

Following the pathways of spiritual energy flow, the characteristics and functions of the [Wind Qi] lineage also flooded into Winters' mind:

【Wind Qi: Riding the winds through the sky, controlling the air currents of the eight directions, traversing the nine heavens, and traveling the four seas】

All they have are the skills to escape and travel; they have absolutely no skills to attack, break through formations, protect themselves, recover health, or provide any support or buffs.

Winters' face darkened, almost turning into a black dragon's face.

"So the [Wind Qi] lineage is so weak, all we can do is run away. No wonder I fought the golden eagle so easily last time."

Winters couldn't help but complain inwardly.

The old man didn't linger. He stretched out his hand, and golden light appeared at his fingertips as he changed his hand gestures.

They began to tighten the golden silk trapping array and the heavenly net, trying to pull the Crow King and the Golden Eagle in front of them.

With his other hand, he reached into his storage bag and pulled out a black mesh bag.

The net gleamed with a black light, and it looked much more secure than the current methods used to bind the golden eagle and the crow. Once they were caught in this net, they probably wouldn't have a chance to escape.

Seeing this, Lord Crow disregarded all restraint and struggled frantically to break free. He did not want to become a pet for humans to amuse themselves.

If I can't have my freedom, I'd rather die!

Winters knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he manipulated the wind energy within the golden eagle's body, trying to break through the golden threads binding him.

But the moment the wind energy touched the golden thread, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"Wind Qi is useless; you still have to rely on me, [Pleiades]."

Winters immediately communicated with the Golden Land, and across the barrier between the two realms, transferred the power of the Pleiades into the Golden Eagle's body.

After several twists and turns, four or five strands of Pleiades magic power finally flowed into the golden eagle's body.

"break!"

As soon as the Pleiades' magical power was unleashed, the golden silk trapping array instantly collapsed, shattering into pieces.

"Um?!"

The old man's smile vanished, his eyes widened in surprise.

This is impossible!

How could a large bird that cultivates [Wind Qi] possibly break its Golden Silk Entanglement Formation?

time is life.

Winters gave the old man no time to react, manipulating the golden eagle to break through and instantly snatch back to Crow King's side.

Then he unleashed the power of the Pleiades upon the net that trapped the Crow King, instantly burning a large hole in it.

"Walk!"

Winters let out a low growl, his eagle claws lashing out to grab Crow King by the neck. A burst of wind energy erupted from his body, transforming him into a black phantom as he rapidly fled towards the western forest.

He had absolutely no intention of fighting.

Judging from his cultivation level, the old man was at least a cultivator in the late stage of the [Golden Virtue] Qi Condensation Realm.

He is cunning and possesses numerous magical artifacts; even if he were to come himself, he wouldn't be entirely confident of success.

Rescuing birds with this piece of junk is already the limit; to go head-to-head with it would be a sign of madness.

But the old man seemed to be a ghost, and soon caught up with him, and no matter how Winters flew away, he could not shake him off.

After a long chase, Winters grew increasingly impatient. The old man clung to him like a leech, yet made no move.

Clearly, they wanted to wait until Winters' spiritual energy was exhausted before making their move.

Therefore, he wanted to launch a counterattack.

To be precise, it was the red dragon's true form that made the move.

One strike is enough; just disrupt them, then escape immediately.