The White Feathered Eagle's roost.
Featherfall Roost.
"My Lord, you're going to be astonished when you see the White Feathered Eagle and its flock of Flying Eagles," Lu Yao said excitedly.
"That's right, Brother! I think the White Feathered Eagle and its flock could even take you on now!" Fang Xuan immediately chimed in.
Upon hearing this, Seventh Uncle Fang and Hong Qishang, who stood to the side, also looked forward to seeing the surprise on Fang Yang's face when he saw the White Feathered Eagle.
Accompanied by them, Fang Yang strode forward and soon laid eyes on the White Feathered Eagle.
Ahead of them were eight hut-like eagle nests.
Each one had been meticulously crafted by Hong Qishang, resembling caves on a cliffside and perfectly suited for the flock's survival.
"SKRAW..." Sensing Fang Yang's aura, the White Feathered Eagle immediately spread its wings and soared high into the air.
