The strong smell of blood filled her nose, almost nauseating.
The rapidly spreading blood color stirred up Tuan Zi's last nerve called rationality.
"Zi Chen!" She wanted to support Zi Chen, but she only felt a sticky hand.
Looking down, she saw that his left shoulder had been pierced and was badly mangled. Because he was wearing black, the blood had seeped into his clothes and soaked a large area.
Tuan Zi's hands trembled slightly.
"You don't know your limits!" The voice came from behind with undisguised contempt and disdain. "Do you think you're so great just because you have the wing bones of a great phoenix dragon?"
Even Tuan Zi, who had the purest bloodline, couldn't fight back. What could a legendary three-eyed eagle do?!
Zi Chen gritted his teeth and quickly glanced over.
After following Tuan Zi down, he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he was already trapped in an extremely dark cage.
