The silver-haired woman ignored Yan Xiaohu’s words and continued to stare intently at Zhou Qing, coldly saying, "I only believe in fate."
Zhou Qing’s face twitched.
We’ve only met once, how does fate come into play now?
Mo Xingjian and the others also looked at Zhou Qing with astonishment.
Luo Lingling was about to speak when a pungent, putrid smell suddenly wafted over. Following that, everyone saw a Corpse Wax Crow descending from the sky.
Zhou Qing and Mo Xingjian’s pupils shrank slightly but quickly returned to normal.
The Corpse Wax Crow flapped its wings desperately, trying to fly into the abyss, but was fiercely repelled by golden runes, making it extremely furious.
"What a strange dead creature!" Xuanyuan Shuo and Elder Feng stared intently.
The aura emanating from the Corpse Wax Crow occasionally seemed like Nascent Soul Perfection, and at other times like the Spirit Severing Realm, as if it had no intelligence.
It seemed that a terrifying powerful being, who they couldn’t even detect, had descended here, and this dead creature was just a puppet controlled by it.
It truly underestimated a corner of Lingyun Mansion.
"I will protect you, don’t worry!" The woman turned her head at this moment, suddenly speaking before lightly raising her jade hand. A black, snowflake-like mark instantly embedded itself into Zhou Qing’s body.
Luo Lingling and Yan Xiaohu were shocked at the sight.
"Senior, this junior is willing to go in place of my junior brother," Luo Lingling hurriedly said.
Yan Xiaohu quickly chimed in, "I can go with him, so we can look after each other."
The woman remained silent, but at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from below the abyss. Immediately, everyone saw a girl with wings on her back fleeing in terror.
Elder Feng rushed over and anxiously asked, "Where are the others?"
The girl’s body trembled violently, her face pale as paper, and her lips quivered as she said, "Dead... all dead..."
But before she could finish speaking, Elder Feng’s face abruptly changed, retreating several meters in an instant.
The girl turned into a pool of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, even her Nascent Soul did not escape, falling straight down.
Everyone gasped at the sight.
Yan Xiaohu, who had been confidently planning to accompany Zhou Qing into the abyss, hurriedly signaled Mo Xingjian with his eyes, intending to escape while the woman was distracted. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Mo Xingjian looked helpless; facing a Spirit Severing Realm expert, where could they escape to?
"Forget it!" The woman said briefly, then turned and floated away.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this.
At the same time, the black snowflake mark flew out from Zhou Qing’s body and landed in the woman’s hand.
At this moment, Elder Feng’s face was terrifyingly gloomy.
The few people he brought here were all exceptionally talented juniors, hoping to find opportunities, but did not expect them all to perish here.
"Devour them, devour them all!"
The next moment, a cold and emotionless voice arose from the depths of the abyss, followed by a Golden-winged Roc spreading its wings in fury, rushing out wrapped in a howling wind.
This was a genuine Divine Bird, its body like a majestic towering mountain, with every feather shimmering with a cold metallic luster, dazzling brightly.
However, it was surrounded by an intense, inextricable aura of death, like a Demon God breaking free from the Nine Netherworld Hell, radiating a terrifying presence.
Elder Feng looked up to see the eerie green light flickering in the bird’s eyes, and his face changed dramatically.
"It’s a Corpse Spirit, the Old Peng King’s corpse has developed a new intelligence!" Elder Feng exclaimed in shock.
At that moment, the Golden-winged Roc stuck out its tongue, licking its sharp beak, slowly scanning its surroundings. Its gaze lingered on Elder Feng and Zhou Qing for a moment before it madly charged straight at Elder Feng.
Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.
He knew that the Golden Crow Essence Blood of another Divine Bird flowed within his body.
This is bad, is it targeting me too?
"Quickly, run!" Mo Xingjian, his face pale as paper, shouted loudly to the others.
The situation here had already exceeded what they could handle.
Hearing this, the others immediately fled.
Facing the imminent threat of death, Elder Feng had no time for anything else. With a stern expression, the golden wings on his back spread wide, and he resolutely chose to fight back.
"Xuanyuan Shuo, if you stand by as the corpse turns into a spirit, countless lives in Lingyun Mansion will become its food!" Elder Feng roared, and the wings on his back turned into countless sharp blades, slicing space into deep black cracks laden with fierce momentum, slashing at the Golden-winged Roc.
The Golden-winged Roc showed no fear. Its massive claws, enveloped in thick death energy, deflected Elder Feng’s attack completely, its speed terrifyingly fast.
Xuanyuan Shuo, having retreated not far away, furrowed his brow, his gaze fixed on the airborne Golden-winged Roc. He knew Elder Feng was right.
But before he could act, the giant Corpse Wax Crow let out a sharp, ear-piercing cry.
With a powerful flap of its wings, gray mist surged like tidal waves, sweeping towards the Golden-winged Roc with overwhelming force.
Wherever the gray mist reached, the air corroded with a "sizzling" sound, emitting a pungent scent.