What really shocked Goose Immortal was that the exceptionally thin Wind Blade barely left a trace as it effortlessly penetrated the Metal Shield, continuing towards its neck.
In his desperation, Goose Immortal pulled back his neck and braced his shoulder to receive the attack.
In an instant, its left shoulder was bleeding and torn, the place where the wing was connected to its back showing a third of a tear.
"You're usually so quiet, but you are ruthless in your attacks!"
Goose Immortal took a sharp breath of cold air, grimacing, no longer carrying the ferocious demeanor it had shown just before.
"My feathers are as sturdy as secret gold."
"Your 'Wind Lingering Sword' attack is becoming exceptionally skilled, almost chopped off an entire wing of mine!"
"Is that so?"
Huazhu finally spoke. In her golden vertical pupils, there was always a calm serenity.