Ling Fei's exposed trail drew Wang Xu and his group in pursuit.
He, however, continued riding the Profound Eagle forward, intending to lure them deep into the mountain range.
WHOOSH!
In the Void, Ling Fei flew onward on his Golden Eagle.
He continuously bypassed one mountain peak after another. Along the way, some Demon Birds appeared, but he defeated them all.
Wang Xu and the others, riding their Red Simurghs, closed the distance with Ling Fei.
Finally, the Cold Qi ahead grew increasingly dense, and the flight speed of Ling Fei's Golden Eagle began to slow.
Ling Fei came to a stop on a mountain peak.
His Golden Eagle landed on the peak, its body trembling uncontrollably.
After all, the Golden Eagle was not a Cold Attribute bird and struggled to adapt to the temperature. By now, it was beginning to feel unable to continue.
"Hehe, the Cold Qi is dense up ahead. Even his mount doesn't dare to go any deeper." Seeing this, the eyes of the men behind them lit up with fervor.
