Other winged Divine Beasts soared into the sky like a flock of birds, but none could match her speed. After flapping her wings a few times, the massive Single-Horned Jasmine Hawk had to circle back to the other beasts so they could follow.
On the ground were all the non-flying beasts, each moving as fast as they could. They all knew they would arrive after the birds, but even so, they did not ease their pace, hurrying to the location Wan Qiao had pointed out earlier.
Yan Xiaobao felt a surge of excitement for this journey. Though he traveled alone, he did not regret pursuing this expedition. What he felt deeply was sorrow for the village drowned by the delegation, for the beasts now migrating to a new location or captured by humans.
