"You sure like to walk right into the net,"
Yan Shouyi said with a light laugh, reaching out to grasp the Golden Crow in his hand. Instantly, the Golden Crow shrank rapidly and turned into a tiny, yellow-feathered chick in the blink of an eye.
The little chick hopped twice in the palm of Yan Shouyi's hand and spit out a golden bead from its mouth. It was crystal clear, emitted a faint glow, and was extremely hot. Just looking at it made Zhou Heng feel a bit dazzled.
It was as if a common person was staring directly at the sun.
After spitting out the golden bead, the little chick appeared to be extremely weary and instantly collapsed, falling asleep.
At this moment, Zhou Heng was somewhat stunned because the moment Yang Fan, transformed into the Golden Crow, had burst out from the reflection wall, he immediately gained a great deal of insight into exquisite martial arts.
The proficiency of many martial arts soared directly.
