Ye Chen restrained his Astral Body as much as he could so that Tantai Ling and that mystical beast would not notice him. Ultimately, he could not repress his curiosity and looked outside. The sky above the town was blanketed in dark clouds. A several-hundred-meters-long Serpent was winding and twisting among the clouds, then it appeared in Ye Chen's field of vision. The Serpent had three pairs of transparent wings on its back, which were thin as ice. It was azure all over for its body was covered in blue scales. Moreover, a massive pair of claws protruded in the middle of its body.
After the Winged Serpent hovered in the air for a moment, it plunged as quickly as lightning. The stable was smashed to pieces with a loud crash. The Serpent swallowed the Nightwind in one gulp.
"It's a Bloodthirsty Mosquito!"
"Die, mystical beast!" Zhou Yan, Lin Tao, and Wang Yue brandished their swords as they rushed at the mystical beast.
