From north to south, he left the bounds of Cloud Continent.
The plains became less frequent, the mountains and rivers more plentiful.
Until amidst the myriad of mountains with their layered ridges and peaks, deep forests and secluded valleys, not a trace of human population could be seen.
The sun blazed fiercely in the sky.
Screech!
A piercing eagle cry echoed through the mountains, its wings spread wide, four to five zhang across, the bright yellow feathers reflecting the sunlight, seeming as if they were coated with pure gold.
The eagle's talons gripped a wild boar, circling twice in the air before descending into the canyon.
At the bottom of the valley, the river water surged fiercely, the waves roared angrily, within it a single flat-bottomed boat.
The Golden Eagle tossed the wild boar onto it, the three to four hundred catties weight landed firmly without causing any shake to the small boat.
