Faced with this person's questioning, Zhou Yu sneered.
"Do you think I need to answer you?"
As he spoke, Zhou Yu's figure instantly disappeared from where he was.
The person leading the Peng Clan was not an ordinary person either. Seeing Zhou Yu make his move, he immediately took a defensive posture.
He swiftly cast spells with both hands.
The next moment, a black carapace appeared in front of him.
With the infusion of Primordial Power, the black carapace emitted a layer of black light, enveloping his entire figure.
At the same time, his other hand cast a different spell.
As soon as the spell was completed, three streaks of Spiritual Light flew out from his wings.
These three streaks of Spiritual Light were actually three feathers from his wings.
But clearly, they had been refined over a long period, and their power was terrifyingly formidable.
Moreover, they seemed to have locked onto Zhou Yu's position.
