"Caw, caw!" The familiar cry immediately jolted Qiao Mu's senses, putting her on high alert.
With a graceful flick of her hand, a delicate crow repeating crossbow materialized in Qiao Mu's palm.
From the horizon, the cooing sounds were unmistakable.
Raising her gaze, Qiao Mu spotted seven to eight massive beaked birds with ebony wings soaring towards their ship.
Simultaneously, the entire expanse of the Spring River became cloaked in an intricate lattice of lightning.
In the heavens above the Spring River, lightning bolts weaved a dark tapestry of purples and blacks, ominously hinting at an impending storm.
Holy Son Miyan found himself momentarily speechless before muttering, "Flying is strictly prohibited in the airspace above the Spring River. No living creature should be able to take flight over these waters."
So, what were these colossal birds doing, suddenly taking to the sky?
