Three years swiftly passed by, on a certain desolate island over a hundred miles in size.
A blue water curtain trapped a green sparrowhawk within, its body riddled with wounds, countless feathers falling off, occasionally spitting out thick bolts of green lightning that shot straight towards Shen Long.
Shen Long swung his Red Flood Dragon Knife in a furious dance, a stream of red blade Qi swept out, shattering the incoming green lightning.
The green sparrowhawk was about to exhibit other Divine Skills when a sharp and piercing screech sounded by its ear, causing it to feel dizzy and disoriented.
A gust of wind blew past, and Shen Long appeared behind it without any warning, a pair of golden wings on his back.
His right hand shone with a blinding red light, transforming into a dragon's claw, reaching straight for the green sparrowhawk.
The green sparrowhawk hadn't yet recovered its senses when its head was pierced by the dragon's claw, ending its life.
