Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, a flock of fire ravens quietly fluttered their wings.
A fierce wind swept down, accompanied by a scorching aura, blowing the trees and flowers in the square askew. The disciples with slightly lower cultivation felt their breath tightening, struggling to stand, and couldn't help but crouch on the ground.
Lin Yuan's eyes flickered with a touch of solemnity.
"Even just the fire ravens that pull the carriage, I fear I can't withstand them now. How many more terrifying existences are there in this Canglan Realm?"
Lin Yuan took a deep breath in his heart, once again reminding himself that he must not act recklessly. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Just when everyone thought someone would walk out from the main hall.
The director solemnly said, "Welcome to the visit of the Fire Crow Sect, Your Excellency."
"Stay calm." From within the fiery hall, a deep middle-aged male voice echoed, "Wait here quietly."
