The Blood Crow Tribe was flocking with Blood Crows, and the mist in the sky was due to the density of their ominous auras, making the Blood Crows look like an entire army in these plains.

The thought of clashing with the Blood Crows head-on never crossed Lin Yun’s mind, and it was no different from courting death. But he could use his intelligence instead. While being disguised as a Blood Crow, he wouldn’t attract anyone’s attention as long as he was careful. This was because there were too many Blood Crows here.

When Lin Yun got close, ten miles from the tribe’s core, he stopped and examined the five Blood Crow Kings. Lin Yun was fearful of the Blood Crow Kings, especially since these five Blood Crow Kings were a lot more terrifying than the Blood Crow King he faced in the past.

Their wings were stronger, and their wing bones were silver with engraved runes. This was equivalent...