The golden wings cut through the dim yellow sky, leaving a dazzling golden trail.
Xiao Jie transformed into a Golden Crow, with wings spanning over ten meters. Each flap of his wings stirred up a scorching hot wind. Speeding at full throttle, he dared not slow down or even look back—he could only use his spiritual sense to feel what's behind him.
A dark "tide" was surging towards him rapidly, made up of hundreds of "Doomsday Withered"—flying monsters resembling rotting giant eagles, with wings spanning over five meters, exuding a decaying death aura that tainted even the air they passed through.
They were monsters mutated from a certain Corpse-eating Demon Clan, surviving on these apocalyptic wastelands by devouring the remains of other demon clan corpses. Now, they have become targets for Immortals to defeat and level up.
Xiao Jie had just completed a forward sprint, only to be met head-on by another group of "Doomsday Withered" ahead.
