At this point, there were a few more blue feathers drooping down from the Blue Flame Peacock Emperor's neck, exposing a large patch of the bird's skin.
There was a piece of egg white on its neck, and as the flames on the peacock emperor's body blazed, the egg was quickly cooked and revealed a fragrant smell.
The Blue Flame Peacock lowered its head, pecked, and ate the cooked egg white from its neck.
Then, the Golden-scaled Python King that was circling in the middle of the mountainside stared at the peacock with its paralyzing pupils.
Its huge body seemed to tremble.
"Choo…"
A long chirp was heard as the bird spread out its conscious force.
Although it was in bird language, everyone seemed to have felt the meaning in its conscious energy.
"Long worm, did you send me my last meal thinking that I'm going to die soon? Heck! That won't be necessary, maybe you should eat your own eggs!"
