章 1385: The Struggle of the Weak

Ling Guang's large hand was still pressed on top of Si Wuya's head. When Ling Guang's hand slid down his head, it left terrifying bloodstains on his head before it turned into dust.

Si Wuya was stunned. He quickly tried to grab Ling Guang but only managed to grab a fistful of sand and dust.

Mount Halcyon was dark and silent. The moon that hung high in the sky dispelled a little of the darkness, and it reflected beautifully off the surface of the sea.

Si Wuya bent down, going through the pile of sand and dust, but he found nothing. There was nothing. He hurriedly rose to his feet, forgetting about the pain as he rushed toward the Halcyon Bird. He grabbed the Halcyon Bird and shook it angrily as he shouted, "Tell me what's going on?!"

The Halcyon Bird could not move.

Si Wuya saw the bloody holes on the Halcyon Bird's body. Its blood was purplish-black under the moonlight, not bright red.