"It's the Crazy Eagle, Black Gold Crazy Eagle!"
The colossal eagle shadow flashed and vanished, its claws already lifting the Yama holding the hammer, breaking through the air, shifting back and forth within the Yin Cao a dozen times, extremely uninhibited, and utterly wanton.
The vast, boundless Yin Cao seemed like a birdcage under the speed of the black gold eagle beast, not quite satisfying.
In just a moment's circling, even the Holy Emperor found it hard to catch up with its speed, let alone the observers outside the field.
"What is this..."
Is this a swordsmanship?
This sword, isn't a proper sword, is it?
The ten halls... the nine halls' Yamas were briefly dazed, suddenly realizing something was wrong, the Hammer Hall Yama was about to be done for!
"No, I have to intervene!"
In just a few circles, the Yama that was captured, his bone dragon beneath him was directly torn apart, along with the black armor on his body was also shredded.
