The Thunderhawk, still in his wild-looking human form, quickly emerged from the forest to once again transform into the sky encompassing, sun-blotting, gigantic hawk. It rapidly chased after Tie Changkong and the others.

Tie Changkong and Shangguan Yun exchanged glances. They both sighed to themselves. They understood that Liu Xihua, who did not possess a Prized artefact, had most likely fallen under the Thunderhawk’s hands.

An overpowering aura charged forth from behind them and their faces turned incomparably grim.

“Do we really have to stop and go a few rounds with this Thunderhawk?” Tie Changkong’s voice was hard and sword light flashed across his eyes.

“That is courting death. The Thunderhawk has at least 2 Lightning Tribulations under its belt. Do you think the two of us are a match for this Great Yao? Even if Liu Tian and the others were to come help us, we would still have no chance of winning,” said Shangguan Yun.

“I don’t see it that way. We have already cultivated out our domain powers while Liu Tian has already reached level 9 of the Concealed stage. Add Xu Ziping and Chen Feng, we may actually be able to go a few rounds with this Thunderhawk,”...