The ground shook intensely, and dust exploded into the air.

“Long Chen!”

Mu Xue screamed with shock. She couldn’t help being dumbfounded. Why hadn’t Long Chen dodged?

With Long Chen’s speed, dodging its attack was no problem. Had he really died just like this?

“What?!”

When the dust settled, Mu Xue was filled with disbelief upon seeing that Long Chen was still there. He hadn’t budged.

Long Chen’s expression was still calm. He had one hand grabbing the Ironwing Eagle’s huge beak, pressing its head into the ground.

No matter how the Ironwing Eagle struggled, it was unable to escape from Long Chen’s hand.

Whether it was Mu Xue or the distant mercenaries, they were all dumbfounded, unable to believe this scene in front of them. That scene seemed like an ant trying to shake an elephant.

With just one hand, he managed to subdue a Xiantian Magical Beast, making it so it couldn’t escape him. Just what kind of power did that require?

“You wanted to crush the weakling first?”

Long Chen smiled coldly at the Ironwing Eagle....