A strange cry resounded as a dark shadow stumbled out from the depths of the mist. It was revealed to be a pale-red demonic bird, several feet long, with blue iridescent eyes and a purple crest atop its head. One of its wings, despite being spread open, was bloodstained and bore a fist-sized hole from which fresh beast blood gushed uncontrollably.
This bird appeared extraordinarily ferocious. Despite being gravely wounded, it still viciously charged at Han Li. But such behavior was not unexpected; fire-attribute demon beasts were inherently more savage and aggressive than their counterparts of other attributes.
Han Li sighed softly. With a nonchalant flick of the fingers on one hand...
A series of piercing "puchi" sounds rang out as five streaks of red silk shot forth, piercing through various points of the demonic bird's body in a flash. Then, they wove themselves around the bird, tightening abruptly.
