"The fourth one!" Peacock Flying Immortal He Ruo captured yet another Iron Crown Eagle, her heart brimming with joy.
Desolate beasts were no ordinary creatures.
Among the Northern Border's Ten Great Sinister Lands, desolate beasts piled up in droves, but very few Gu Immortals dared to reach into those places.
Moreover, the wild Iron Crown Eagles and those raised by the Black Family had quite a gap in combat ability.
Combined with He Ruo's adept tactics, she had reaped a great harvest, capturing four Iron Crown Eagles alive.
"The Black Family raises Iron Crown Eagles, famous throughout the Northern Border — truly formidable. I really wonder how they managed to cultivate so many of them?" He Ruo marveled inwardly, lifting her gaze toward the sky.
The sky was still swarming with a massive number of Iron Crown Eagles, circling and dancing. They formed a vast dark mass, and the four He Ruo had captured were nothing compared to the entire flock.
"Strange... The Black Family's Gu Immortals haven't appeared at all from start to finish. Even after I captured four Iron Crown Eagles, they're not doing anything about it?"
He Ruo remained highly vigilant, refusing to let the joy of victory cloud her judgment.
A whistling sound suddenly erupted!
A figure, wrapped in the momentum of wind and thunder, charged straight toward the eagle flock.
He Ruo's pupils contracted as she recognized the newcomer: "That's Nuer Gu! Heh, he's about to suffer."
Nuer Gu hailed from the Nuer Family, which was likewise a Golden Bloodline, a superpower.
Nuer Gu had a small head and a large belly, his build extremely disproportionate. His eyes bulged outward, his limbs were thin as sticks, and his skin was pale as a sick man's, utterly devoid of color.
But one shouldn't judge by appearances — he was a famous powerhouse among Seventh Transformation Gu Immortals, spoken of in the same breath as the Demonic Path's Carefree Scholar and Pi Shuihan.
Nuer Gu's charge instantly enraged the flock of Iron Crown Eagles in the sky.
In an instant, dozens of Iron Crown Eagles dove at him in unison.
Nuer Gu was startled — he hadn't expected to draw so much hatred.
The eagles swooped down, casting layer upon layer of dark shadows that directly engulfed and blotted out Nuer Gu's vision.
In his moment of peril, Nuer Gu hurriedly activated his signature Immortal Path Killer Move.
His belly suddenly swelled in the wind, ballooning to five or six times its original size in the blink of an eye, making him look like a super-sized pregnant woman.
Nuer Gu thrust out both hands and slapped his own belly.
BOOM!
A tremendous boom erupted, sending sound waves crashing skyward. The eagles' charge faltered.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three consecutive booms. Wave after wave of sound surged forth, further impeding the eagles' advance. Their tight formation began to scatter.
Nuer Gu let out a strange cry, and several Iron Crown Eagles nearby instantly became disoriented.
Then he quickly slipped through the gaps in the flock and flew swiftly, finally escaping the eagles' encirclement.
The eagles gave chase for a short while before turning back to the sky.
Nuer Gu had already landed on the ground, drenched in sweat, gazing upward. His belly had deflated, but lingering fear still gripped his heart.
From the side, a mocking voice drifted over: "Nuer Gu, how did you end up looking so pathetic?"
Nuer Gu turned toward the voice and saw a man over eight feet tall, with crimson eyes, deep blue skin, purple hair, and a mouth full of fangs.
Nuer Gu snorted coldly: "Don't be a fair-weather friend, Guan Chou. If you've got the guts, try charging through like I did."
Guan Chou scoffed: "Two fists can't fend off four hands — I'm not as stupid as you."
"You!" Nuer Gu flew into a rage, glaring at Guan Chou with fire in his eyes.
Guan Chou sneered without ceasing, meeting his gaze without the slightest fear.
Nuer Gu was a famous righteous-path Seventh Transformation powerhouse who specialized in the Sound Path. Guan Chou was no weaker, cultivating the Transformation Path. The two were Gu Immortals of the Nuer and Guan families respectively, their background and backing evenly matched.
"Truly a renowned powerhouse. Looking rough, yet completely unscathed." He Ruo took in the entire scene before quickly averting her gaze.
"With Nuer Gu here, and Guan Chou also eyeing this flock of Iron Crown Eagles — it seems the cultivation resources on the ground are almost all snatched up." He Ruo quietly withdrew.
She was only a Sixth Transformation Demonic Path Gu Immortal — she didn't dare linger too close to these two righteous-path powerhouses.
The battle in the Iron Eagle Blessed Land was constantly shifting, with beacon fires raging across the sky as fights — large and small — broke out in every corner.
Some battles merely determined a victor, while others fought to the death.
Some reaped great rewards, while others fled grievously wounded.
The cultivation resources on the blessed land's surface and underground grew ever scarcer. Some lower-level Gu Immortals were also eliminated — dead, wounded, or wisely choosing to retreat. Others appeared to have life-preserving means and temporarily went into hiding to observe the bigger picture.
More and more Gu Immortals turned their gaze skyward.
Countless greedy eyes sized up the flock of Iron Crown Eagles overhead without the slightest restraint. And beneath the eagles' cover, the spherical wooden eagle nests flickered in and out of sight.
The flock was enormous — the accumulated product of the Black Family's efforts over who knew how many years, with untold amounts of blood, energy, and wealth poured in! It was the single greatest resource in the Iron Eagle Blessed Land.
Even someone like Nuer Gu couldn't withstand the eagles' mass assault.
There were simply too many of them!
Of course, part of it was also because Nuer Gu wasn't too willing to burn through his Immortal Essence.
His goldfish eyes scanned in every direction, and seeing the surrounding Gu Immortals growing ever more numerous, he bellowed: "There are too many Iron Crown Eagles, and the Black Family's Gu Immortals still haven't shown themselves — everyone, join forces and split up the flock!"
"That's exactly what I was thinking!" the Carefree Scholar was the first to respond.