Lin Mufeng took a closer look. The beak of the eagle was indeed silver!
Everyone knew that it was a unique trait of the Silver Moon Demon King!
If any unfortunate eagle demon had the same silver beak, the Demon King would chop it off or kill them!
He thought about the drastic changes of the mountain demons.
It was confirmed. This eagle in the clay pot was the Silver Moon Demon King!
Lin Mufeng felt like someone was choking him. It was hard to breathe.
The Silver Moon Demon King was a famous bigshot, but he ended up in a pot of soup!
Horrifying and astounding!
He was unsure of what the Demon King did to offend the expert. What a tragic ending. He needed to be careful from now on and try his best not to displease the expert.
Lin Qingyun saw the floating herbs, too, and had a shocked expression on her cute face. She asked, "Mr. Li, that's… the Spiritual Herbs?"