Watching the Honghu in front of him, An Jing stretched out his hand.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
He saw the Evil Suppressing Sword, which had been embedded in the Honghu, all fly back, finally merging back into the sword scabbard.
The Honghu's wings trembled slightly, and its massive head looked at An Jing, emitting a clear chime, then its head drooped slightly.
Could it be that this Honghu was about to submit to me?
An Jing felt a slight stir in his heart and approached the Honghu. He gently stroked the Honghu's feathers, and it behaved in an extremely submissive manner.
Seeing this, his mind began to ponder.
His main purpose in coming to the Beili Volcano was to obtain the divine soul of the Honghu, leaving himself a trump card, but now, if the Honghu submitted, how would he extract its divine soul?
Moreover, exotic beasts are mostly ferocious and violent by nature.
"Chirp!"
The Honghu's head bowed even lower, the sound carrying a bit of appeasement.
