With a strong, practiced flick of his wrist, Yekong grabbed the Heavenly Flame Crane by the beak, snapped its neck with a sudden twist, tossed the carcass into his Storage Ring, and started back.
This Heavenly Flame Crane must have mutated a dozen or more times—perhaps even dozens—to develop its current ability to breathe fire and grow dragon horns.
The spiritual power accumulated within its body was far too dense; his disciples might not be able to handle it raw. He would have to roast it thoroughly tomorrow to filter out the excess energy.
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