章節 215: Death

Some of the branches that fell on the back of the young Aeroa were huge and comparable to wooden logs.

Splitting open the moment they collided with the compressed wind currents that enveloped the green feathered wings of the Aeroa, the branches easily parted, giving way to the young Cultivator to proceed further without much issues.

But this was only the case in the beginning, when the compressed wind currents had been brimming with energy.

The more branches fell on the back of the young Aeroa, the weaker the wind currents became.

Meanwhile, the weight of the branches couldn't be underestimated as they pushed the Aeroa down towards the ground.

His speed was forcefully slowed down as he lost the advantage of a higher altitude.

It was only when the Aeroa realized what was happening right now that his eyes widened.