In the vast red sky, the mountain eagle and the spirit crane were flying at great speed.
It was like a cat-and-mouse chase. Young Master Dong Ming was continuously making taunting sounds to intimidate Mo Han.
The spirit crane soon caught up with the mountain eagle and began circling around it while keeping up the speed.
"You can't escape, little Han! Stop now and submit to me. Otherwise, I will kill this dirty eagle, and you will die a miserable death by falling down!" Dong Ming shouted while flying side by side.
But ignoring all the threats and taunting gestures, Mo Han continued to fly the mountain eagle at the same pace.
Dong Ming slowly lost his patience as Mo Han completely ignored him like a pauper.
Fed up with the long chase, Dong Ming directly took out his newly bought spear, the Fire Bolt.
"Raining Fire Storm!" he shouted loudly while pointing the Fire Bolt towards Mo Han.
