Following that, a loud cry was heard coming from the sky.
This was a huge bird in the sky with a wingspan of about fifty feet. This huge bird had a pair of sharp eyes, and its body was covered in shiny black steel feathers. Its pair of hook-like claws were trembling slightly, as if it would swoop down from the sky at any time.
"That's actually the Sacred Beast Wareagle?" Jin Zhanzheng asked in disbelief.
In actuality, when the Sacred Beast Wareagle flew closer, they could already feel the mighty aura released by it. Once they sensed the aura, they would no longer think that the giant bird was an ordinary flying spirit beast.
Nonetheless, everyone looked at each other and was rather surprised.
As far as they knew, there was only one Warhawk that had reached the level of a Holy Beast even in the Divine Temple.
No matter what, the giant bird should not have appeared here because such a powerful Sacred Beast Wareagle could not have been given to a newly promoted powerhouse from the divine hall. Nevertheless, they saw the Sacred Beast Wareagle with their own eyes at this moment.
"Brother Li, has the Western Palace sent a second Sacred Beast Wareagle?" Jin Zhanzheng asked in confusion.
Li Jiangfeng shook his head without thinking and replied to him, "That's impossible."
It was far more difficult for a spirit beast to advance into a Sacred Beast than for a human to do so. Even if the totem clan had a magical secret technique, the possibility of a spirit beast breaking through was still very slim.
It was already a great fortune for the Western Palace to have a Sacred Beast Wareagle. If a second one appeared, no one would believe it.
He Yiming carried his Baozhu and looked up at the Sacred Beast Wareagle, which was flaunting its might. He asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that an important figure from the Western Palace is here? Is that why they sent the Sacred Beast Wareagle?"
Jin Zhanzheng and the others shook their heads at the same time. Li Jiangfeng even laughed and said, "Brother He, you must be joking. The East and the West have fought each other for thousands of years. Venerable Ones from the previous generations can't appear at the battleground. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation, so it's impossible."
Hearing his certainty, He Yiming also nodded slightly, but in his heart, there was already a trace of a bad premonition faintly emerging.
Intentionally or unintentionally, he turned around to take a look. The undercurrent of the whirlpool was still there.
If it was so difficult to enter, wouldn't it be equally difficult to leave?
A terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind. These natural vortexes had the potential to test everyone's strength. However, if the Western Venerables were to do something here, it would be extremely difficult for them to escape even if they wanted to.
He Yiming frowned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he voiced out his concerns.
The faces of Jin Zhangzheng and the others changed slightly, but after looking at each other for a while, everyone smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
Regardless of whether the other party was plotting something, since they were already here, there was no turning back. If they left the island just because of suspicion, then the reputation of the Eastern powerhouses would plummet, and even the sects and families behind them would be implicated.
Another cry came from above their heads. That Sacred Beast Warhawk seemed to be urging them to move forward.
Li Jiangfeng looked up and let out a thunderous cry, completely suppressing the warhawk's voice.
The body of the Sacred Beast Warhawk suddenly turned around, and opened its sharp beak in midair, and a white light rushed down towards Li Jiangfeng to stab him.
Li Jiangfeng scoffed coldly and waved his hand. A huge Wolf Fanged Mace appeared in his hand, and it shattered the white light.
The warhawk continued to hover. It seemed to be afraid of the large number of people below, so it dared not attack them. Despite that, it kept opening its mouth and spat out white lights one after another. In an instant, it had spat out more than 100 white lights.
Li Jiangfeng waved his Wolf Fanged Mace, and a red light enveloped his body. As soon as the white lights touched the red light, which was emitting intense heat, they disappeared without a trace.
Despite that, Li Jiangfeng's face did not look good. The Sacred Beast Warhawk flew high in mid-air and attacked with its breath.
It was equivalent to a Five Qi Great Venerable using Divine Light to fly. When facing ordinary Venerables, it could only hit people, and no one had the chance to hit it.
He Yiming shook his head slightly. The advantage of a flying Sacred Beast was too big. It was even more obvious than the advantage of a Sacred Beast in the sea.
Seeing the indignant faces of Li Jiangfeng and his daughter, He Yiming's heart moved slightly. He gently patted the little head of the Baozhu in his arms.
The Baozhu immediately understood He Yiming's intention. It opened its mouth and looked excited. Then, four scattered black clouds emerged from under its hooves, and carried the Baozhu into the sky.
The Baozhu's action immediately attracted everyone's attention. These Eastern powerhouses were overjoyed.
The Western Divine Palace had the Sacred Beast Warhawk, but they also had the famous Northwest Baozhu.
Seeing a pig flying up shakily, the Sacred Beast Warhawk obviously didn't put it in its eyes.
Indeed, with the appearance of the Baozhu at the moment, and the weak aura on its body, it was impossible to associate it with Lord Sacred Dragon. It was understandable that the Sacred Beast Warhawk didn't put this little guy in its eyes.
However, it soon realized with regret that it had underestimated the little thing that it had disdained.
The Baozhu suddenly opened its mouth, and a white light suddenly flew out, and then turned into a huge nine-toothed rake in mid-air.
After seeing this scene, the Sacred Beast Warhawk obviously felt a strong sense of danger. It didn't hesitate to put away its arrogant attitude, spread its wings, and flew high into the sky.
However, the fire dragons on the nine-toothed rake seemed to have agreed in advance, and spread out in the air at an extremely fast speed.
Once the nine fire dragons attacked, they immediately trapped the Sacred Beast Warhawk, who wanted to spread its wings and fly high.
In the past, when the Baozhu first used the nine-toothed rake to fight against the enemy, even the two Five Qi Great Venerables of the West were firmly trapped in it. At this time, the strength of the Baozhu had obviously improved compared to the past. Once it released its full strength, even this powerful flying giant bird was a little caught off guard.
However, this giant bird was worthy of being a Sacred Beast raised by the Divine Palace for many years. Not only was its talent extremely powerful, but it also knew how to be flexible and make choices.
It folded its wings slightly, and a strange collar on its neck suddenly emitted a bright white light. Under the cover of this light, the flames in the sky couldn't do anything to it at all.
"Divine Treasure …" Jin Zhanzheng's eyes lit up slightly, and said: "This Warhawk must be the Sacred Beast of the Western Divine Palace."
Only now did He Yiming realize that the collar on the Warhawk's body was actually a Divine Dao Artifact on the same level as his shield. Moreover, looking at the power of the Warhawk's Divine Treasure, it seemed to be a rare protective Divine Treasure full of the power of light.
Although this Warhawk didn't have the talent of thought, and couldn't turn light into a Divine Soldier's weapon, it wore a Divine Treasure on its body, and could easily stimulate the power of the Divine Treasure and protect itself.
Under the protection of the Divine Treasure's white light, although the nine fire dragons were powerful, they couldn't penetrate this powerful light shield.
Baozhu's little nose seemed to be crooked with anger, and its body that stayed in the air suddenly began to move. It spread its four hooves straight in the void, and ran toward the Warhawk.
The difference in size between the two was like heaven and earth. In front of the Sacred Beast Warhawk that spread its wings, Baozhu could definitely be called an inconspicuous little thing.
But for some reason, in the eyes of everyone, Baozhu seemed to have become much taller. The little figure that was flying in the air was constantly accelerating, and the momentum released from its body forcibly suppressed its huge opponent.
The Temple War Eagle let out a furious screech, but what happened next was even more shocking.
Just when everyone thought that the Sacred Beast would fly into a rage out of humiliation and fight Baozhu to the death, its wings violently fluttered, and it turned in the air. It didn't dare to fight Baozhu head-on, but quickly glided past it.
Then, the Warhawk opened its mouth, and a white light flew toward Baozhu.
At this moment, the huge Warhawk vividly displayed the advantage of its wings. It was like a dexterous sparrow, circling Baozhu back and forth, taking advantage of its speed to attack from a distance.
Facing this Baozhu that was much smaller than itself, the huge Warhawk didn't dare to fight it head-on.
Everyone below exchanged glances, and their hearts were full of surprise.
This Warhawk really lived up to its reputation. It actually saw through the powerful power contained in Baozhu's small body, so it didn't fight it head-on. If this continued, Baozhu might not be able to win.
He Yiming frowned slightly, and he looked in the other direction of the island. For some reason, ever since he saw this Warhawk appear, his heart faintly became more and more uneasy.
But as Jin Zhanzheng and the others said, in the face of this competition that had been passed down for thousands of years, they had no way out.
If they retreated without a fight, they would not be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.
For these newly advanced Venerable Ones who carried the reputation of the Eastern Continent, they could not bear such a bad consequence no matter what.
Inexplicably, a fidgety mood welled up in his heart. He Yiming shouted angrily, "Treasure Pig, stop playing."
Everyone was shocked. Baozhu had already displayed its invincible might, such that even the Western Palace's guardian sacred beast dared not fight it head-on. Judging from He Yiming's tone, Baozhu was actually playing …
The little Baozhu scoffed and took a deep breath. Following that, it adjusted the direction of its feet and aimed at the Warhawk that was flying on the side. Following that, it opened its small mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar.
A sound wave that was visible to the naked eye rushed out of its mouth and spread like ripples on the water surface in a fan shape.
This was the power of sound. When this power reached its limit, it could even destroy everything.
The divine dragon's roar had the power to split mountains and seas. The Baozhu's roar had the power to intimidate all beasts in the world …
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