The three-headed demon's heads all looked up towards the sky at the same time. A gigantic hand was already almost solidifying in the mid-air, and the feeling of having their souls locked was all too familiar.
"This is..."
Song Jian glanced at the three-headed demon and turned his head to look at the passenger plane in the distance. By now, the pilot must have also noticed the anomaly ahead and was trying to adjust the plane's trajectory. It was quite clear that the plane's flight path had already started to arc.
"I hope it can evade in time!" Song Jian thought to himself.
