This kind of disturbance could not possibly be hidden.
The moment the emerald-green light bloomed at the crown of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree, both sides locked in fierce battle above sensed it instantly.
The pupils of the three-legged Golden Crows shrank.
They forcefully halted their attacks, wings sweeping outward as they distanced themselves from Alina. In the next breath, their heads snapped downward, gazes piercing through layers of branches.
"Three hibiscus fruits have already been taken."
"And the fourth… it's also being targeted."
Their voices were no longer calm. Fury and disbelief intertwined, shaking the air.
Ethan's movements were ruthless and efficient. The jade knife flashed, severing the branch cleanly. He sealed the hibiscus fruit, turned, and shot toward the fifth one like a streak of golden lightning.
"Alina and the Golden Crows have noticed us," Ethan transmitted coldly.
"Follow me. Enter the Nine-Colored Soul-Living Bottle—now."
