A Beast God was a Beast God after all, even with a hundred little mouths feasting on it, the amount of life force and power it had was immense. It was certainly weaker now but not enough that it could not fly.
"Damn!"
Ao Qin thought quickly, trying to see if there was another way before Ruishi Lei spoke.
"Aim for one of the wings, if it knows it will lose a wing, it will be forced to land!" said the White Lion.
"Do it! I'll see if I can steer this beast back to the ground!"
The dragon-kin backed him up before making his way towards the Devouring Goose's head. As the others started attacking the wings, he stood right on the back of the beast's neck. It was long and slender, with enough space for him to walk through but a wrong move still meant dropping out of the sky.
