A cheerful cry echoed in the spiritual world. Ou Yangming, who was connected to the world to some extent, could sense the intense joy present. The feeling was like being extremely happy as though a suppressed volcano erupted all of a sudden.
Ou Yangming was moved, but he could not understand why the capable little bird would be so elated over the Thunderbolt-resistant Rune.
The big multicolored bird jumped abruptly. Although they were inside its spiritual world, Ou Yangming was still taken aback.
It jumped into mid-air and spread its wings to soar beneath the dark clouds, not bothered about the incoming dangerous thunderbolts. In actuality, the instant it flew into the air, the huge, dangerous clouds slowly dispersed. Once the bird flew into the clouds, the black clouds turned into unharmful white clouds, which floated quietly in mid-air.
