In the sky, the shrill vibrations resonated, causing the mountains here to collapse. Rocks tumbled down, spurting out towards the surroundings.
Golden light and blue light collided, forming an invisible ocean, coexisting in this territory.
The Golden Bird was extraordinary. With the flutter of its wings, golden feathers splashed out, showering down like arrows all around, resonating, submerging this area as though a golden downpour had occurred.
If one were hit by the golden feathers, they could lose an arm or a leg at least, or potentially bleed out right here on this mountain top.
Some prodigies were horrified. This kind of attack was terrifying, even they felt a sense of impending doom.
Many people fled in all directions, leaving the battlefield right away.
