Chương 1719: Phoenix Breed

Half of the sky in the garden was dyed golden. It was a huge, strange golden bird that looked like a cross between an eagle and a condor. Its golden wings spread out as though they blotted out half the sky.

Holy sh*t, could it be a Golden-Winged Roc? Zhou Wen remembered seeing a creature suspected to be a Roc, but it wasn't that big, nor did it have such a terrifying aura.

Zhou Wen couldn't be sure if it was the Golden-Winged Roc, but he was certain that the golden-winged bird was at least at the Heaven level. It might be at the legendary Apocalypse grade.

I can't stay in this godforsaken place any longer. As Zhou Wen fought the pheasant, he rushed towards the stone chamber.

He had failed to find a way out despite fighting in the garden for so long.