"Find those Guhuo Birds?"
"But weren't they supposed to be all dead?"
Xiluo would never underestimate Wu Yi's hatred toward the group of Guhuo Birds.
Whether by common reasoning or through Li Boyang's divination, it was clear that the calamity had already befallen the Guhuo Bird group.
Whether they had become gods or not, most likely, they all perished by Wu Yi's hand.
Huo Ji was the sole survivor, and he owed this fortune to the fact that he had not fully transformed into a Guhuo Bird.
"They are dead, but the remnants of the Huai River Witch's soul will not disappear."
Lightly tossing the Celestial Destiny Bone Armor in his hand, Li Boyang already had a new conjecture in his mind.
"I don't know how those Guhuo Birds took the Huai River Witch's abilities."
"But the remnants of the Huai River Witch's soul surely wouldn't just remain in a spiritual state."
Noticing that Xiluo and the Cyan Bird were still utterly confused, Li Boyang had to snap his fingers again.
