Liang Hui stood above the vault of heaven, his black hair billowing, gaze lowered, an expression of satisfaction on his face.
The moonlight at that moment retracted, and the bright moon also began to fade.
With a summoning motion of his palm, a silver brilliance rose and floated into his hand.
That silver, circular Jade Pendant was etched with intricate and mysterious patterns.
The youth fiddled with the pendant momentarily before attaching it to his waist.
This was a Magic Artifact crafted by Liang Hui in Silver Rock City, not particularly remarkable, but sufficient.
He took a step and descended from the sky to the place where Peng Hong had crashed.
In view was a kilometer-wide crater with a Peng corpse prone on the ground.
More than half of the Peng bird's body, along with its head, was no longer visible, and golden Demon Blood spread across the earth.
A member of the Demon Tribe's Royal Clan, from the Heavenly Roc Tribe, had fallen.
