"Eagle Spirit, I have something to show you," he said confidently. "After seeing it, decide for yourself whether you should acknowledge me or not."
Ethan stood calmly before Eagle Mountain, his posture relaxed yet unwavering.
"…"
Hearing those words, the Eagle Spirit remained silent.
Now that the five Elite Void Feral Demons had already been retracted, the tense killing intent that blanketed the battlefield gradually dissipated. After a brief pause, the Eagle Spirit nodded slowly.
Even though it didn't show it outwardly, the Eagle Spirit truly wanted to avoid fighting Ethan if possible.
Battling five Elite Void Feral Demons was already dangerous enough. Even if its children won, the losses would be severe. And more importantly, Ethan still had two Quasi–Soul Transformation Realm minotaurs standing beside him, neither of whom had moved even once.
Other than that, it was also worried about what other hidden trump cards Ethan was hiding under his sleeve.
