A giant black raven slowly emerged from the darkness.
Its entire body was shrouded in a dense deathly aura, and its enormous figure exuded an oppressive presence that made one's heart tremble.
Deathly aura surged like a tide, and its blood-red eyes were fixated on Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing felt his breath catch, and the next moment, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his forehead, as if something had pierced through it.
Then his consciousness plunged into darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, he transformed into a red light cluster.
"Am I dead? That was too fast!"
Zhou Qing felt a lingering fear. If his guess was correct, it seemed like a steel-like feather had pierced him.
Its speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
"Could it be the one that injured the Supreme Elder and others?" Zhou Qing was shocked.
