Mu Yuan held a pure white feather in his hand, the enormous Great Force emanating from it.
The power of the Epic Treasure, the Pure White Feather, had no connection to the level or realm of the user; even with Mu Yuan wielding and using it, he could still unleash the full power of the feather.
Pure White Protection enveloped Tianyuan City, instantly stabilizing the city's trembling defenses.
Still, Pure White Protection could not save Tianyuan City. Under the onslaught of numerous war machines and legendary bombardments, the vast wings that wrapped around the city were also gradually dimming.
Time was running out.
This was indeed only a slow death, if there were no other killer moves.
"Take action? Not yet," he said.
He looked towards Dead Bone.
Dead Bone had recently returned to the western city's defenses, and its gaze fell not only on West City's defensive area.
Its bony hand rested on the hilt of a sword, casting an inquiring look.