“Don’t move. The Golden-Winged Peng is a half-blooded divine bird, so eating it like this is too wasteful. I know an ancient method, so after we find some precious medicine, we can stewthem together to bring out its divine effects.” Huo Ling’er spoke out to stop the big red bird and the others.
This was a mountainous region, and it was quite similar to the other regions within the Historical Ruins. Black mist also lingered about here, making it appear secretive and calm. Within the mountains, there was a clear spring that was bubbling. The big red bird, Nine-Headed Lion and the others were all stripping the giant golden bird of its feathers.
The Peng’s body was enormous, and golden light sparkled all about its body. Without talking about its body, even the wing that was sliced off was more than ten meters. It gave off a brilliant divine splendor, and essence energy surged and overflowed; it was enough to completely fill one up.