"This dead crow dares to launch a sneak attack on me?"
Yun Du was furious at that moment. The giant golden crow had entered the platform, merely ten meters away from him. For a Golden Core Stage cultivator, ten meters was as good as standing side by side. With a Spirit Movement, its sharp claws swooped down mercilessly. Yun Du couldn't even draw his sword in time. Nevertheless, he was the Great Swordsman of the Bitter Sea Yun Family, trained in the Sword Dao since childhood. In this sudden change, his century-long cultivation was evident, and his Sword Qi moved with his will, transforming into an invisible sharp blade striking forth.
"Buzz..."
The sword light manifested as a white glow, slashing directly toward the giant golden crow's sharp claws.
Yun Du was confident that this sword gleam, even if unable to directly sever the demon crow, could at least cripple its claws.
If he was so easily ambushed, wouldn't his century-long Sword Dao training be a joke?
"Caw..."
