Cang Ming transformed into an incomparably huge golden crow. The Golden Crow’s body emitted intense divine light.
On the continent under his feet, black deathly aura and dark aura pervaded the air. Those dark deathly aura and aura roamed in the air as if they were alive, and they even pounced towards Cang Ming from time to time.
“Screech --”
Suddenly, a loud and clear cry of a golden crow came from the sky. Then, a dazzling flame shot down from the high clouds. The flame directly lit up the entire world, the originally dark land was instantly expelled, as if a person who had just walked out of the darkness had returned to daylight.
“Screech...”
Cang Ming raised his head and let out a cry. His entire body was bathed in flames, and his wings spread out to cover half of the sky.
“Chirp --”
Another few crisp and clear Phoenix cries sounded. A few gorgeous streams of light flew down from the clouds and landed behind Cang Ming. They were three huge birds.