"Xiaojin, put the tail feathers on the tab... Once I slice this lightning nail and chop off the roc's claws, I'll treat you to some golden-winged old broth!"
Before Shi Lei's voice had even faded, the ice cave dome overhead—which had been torn open by the Golden-Winged Roc—shattered with a deafening roar like a broken glazed lamp!
Billions of shattered ice shards mixed with sulfur and gold filings poured down like a waterfall from the ninth heaven, crashing relentlessly over his head and face! The daylight that had pierced the torn cave ceiling was instantly swallowed by a pitch-black, leaden-gold tribulation cloud!
Chapter 537