"Fellow Daoist!"
Wang Dachui exclaimed in shock, never expecting Ji An to be caught by the Golden Feathered Eagle.
The opponent's strength deeply impressed him. Although they had only been fighting together for two short days, the intensity of the battles was completely different from before.
Previously, during battles, demon beasts surged like tidal waves, requiring full attention; a single lapse could lead to the end of one's life and dao.
In the past two days, despite the attacks on the Immortal City being more ferocious, he was able to respond with relative ease.
All this was thanks to the opponent's strength and comprehensive capabilities.
The fierce blood-red grass puppet beneath the city walls dealt with many low-tier demon beasts, while patches of quicksand mercilessly swallowed up groups of monsters.
