In addition to that arrogance, Ye Futian also detected a fierce and violent aura from the opponent's eyes. It seemed as if he had neither soul nor spirit.
Ye Futian's Spiritual Will penetrated through the opponent's eyes, and a terrible spiritual storm was unleashed towards his opponent. Indeed, he sensed that the soul of the condor was tumultuous, and he could feel an intense lust for blood and brutality from the beast.
Buzz! As the violent wind blew past them, the condor made a shrill sound and dove towards Ye Futian. His sharp claws slashed down like golden sharp blades that were indestructible. Its immense form greatly oppressed those in the surrounding areas.
The divine light of the Great Path circled Ye Futian. His figure disappeared from where he was in a flash, then collided with the beast.