Bishang Guan threw out a birdcage with a single hand. It was carved with exquisite, lifelike patterns of hundreds of beasts and thousands of birds. Near the upper rim, a white-headed eagle looked so vivid it seemed practically alive, making the eyes of the Human Race experts following them widen in astonishment.
Wasn't this the Iron-Feathered Demon King?
Realizing that the two were telling the truth, the Human Race experts fell into formation step by step, the Fu Yao grand array they formed rotating alongside the giant umbrella and pressing slowly downward.
Chapter 121