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Just five seconds later, an enormous, rotting, terror-inducing black bird had already caught wind of the situation and arrived.
Its speed was too fast, its senses too sharp; even separated by the distance of millions of Forbidden Pits, it could still sense the wisp of Human Clan Taoist Fire.
Wei Cheng did not attempt to peer or try anything, because he knew that any minor action at this time would spell his doom.
But would this terrifying black bird swallow up the Human Clan Taoist Fire?
Wei Cheng did not speculate.
He was happy to see any situation unfold.
This was a quasi-stratagem that could hardly be called bright.
After all, the situation could hardly get any worse.
