Now that the protection of the Xi He Goddess's divine power was absent, and the Golden Crow was in a weakened state, it would surely not be difficult for everyone to kill it together.
Compared to the other methods, perhaps dealing with the Golden Crow might be the simplest and most expedient.
However, they were all waiting for Song He's answer.
Lu Yanze had already drawn his long spear and said with a carefree smile, "If Brother Song does not wish to bear the burden of killing, then let me do it."
He stared at the Golden Crow, licking his lips with a dark gleam in his eyes.
"The taste of the blood of the Golden Crow must be exquisite," he said.
The Blood River Sect was skilled in using various types of blood in casting spells, which naturally included methods on how to utilize the blood of these True Spirits.
The taste of the Golden Crow was something he had yet to experience.
