Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 551: Secret Crossing of Sky Eagle Ridge
"Sorry, fellow Daoists, I couldn't help myself."
Soon, Mu Yunyan completed her worship, tidied up the ashes of the paper money, and returned to the group.
"No worries, let's continue on our journey."
Everyone was now on the same boat, and as long as no one went too far, they had to endure what they could.
Having lived for hundreds of years, they had long passed the self-centered age, and most maintained a considerable level of restraint.
Just a small act of worship was still within acceptable limits.
As Mu Yunyan entered the coverage of the "Azure Soul Veil," it wasn't long before the five set off again.
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With the turning of the stars and the gradual fading of the moon, a beam of morning light pierced the darkness, signaling the arrival of dawn.
After half a day's journey, maintaining an escape speed of about two thousand miles, Liu Yu and his group reached their first obstacle—Sky Eagle Ridge.
After a quick exchange of spiritual consciousness, the five stopped their escape light simultaneously, exploring ahead with their spiritual awareness.
Liu Yu focused his mind; a powerful spiritual consciousness, with a range of eighty miles, instantly radiated from his forehead, sweeping across the area ahead.
In the distance, several dozen miles away, a towering spiritual mountain stood out prominently.
The mountain reached nearly two thousand zhang in height, with a spiritual vein grade of high third-tier, lush with ancient trees and wild vegetation.
However, what Liu Yu was most concerned about was not the mountain itself, but the cold sky eagle clan residing within.
With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he quickly pinpointed their nesting location.
It was a steep cliff, jagged and perilous.
Positioned in the upper middle of the third-tier spiritual mountain, it also had several spiritual energy nodes, making it the most concentrated area of spiritual energy on the entire mountain.
Approximately one thousand five hundred zhang from the horizon.
In his observation, the cliff housed numerous eagle nests, densely occupying much of the cliff's space.
These nests were generally oval-shaped, constructed from dried spiritual herbs and spiritual wood, exuding rich spiritual energy.
Such extravagance would make any ordinary cultivator cry out in waste!
Among these eagle nests, there were also several Demon Beast Eggs and recently hatched eaglets, chirping their soft first calls.
They were not yet able to fly and had no advantage against ordinary demonic beasts, lacking even fully developed feathers, their breaths extremely weak.
Even though they possessed the Spirit Demon Bloodline, one careless moment could turn them into a meal for other beasts.
To protect the safety of their young, and to minimize the mortality rate of the clan's offspring, the eagle parents would care for the eaglets until they grew their feathers and could fly.
"Chirp chirp."
On the cliff, the calls of eaglets echoed, filled with joyous emotions.
Some eaglets, having just opened their eyes, curiously examined the world around them.
With thin wings and sparse feathers, they did not appear as sleek and shiny as the adult cold sky eagles.
Instead, they showed a dull gray, looking somewhat ugly.
Perhaps out of hunger or boredom, some eaglets flapped their wings and began to play with their siblings.
As the eaglets grew restless, a flurry of weak feathers flew from the nests, drifting down to the woods below the spiritual mountain.
"Chirp chirp."
However, perhaps the children were too mischievous, waking the sleeping adult cold sky eagles.
With broad wings descending, they cast a shadow over the squawking eaglets, easily suppressing the "little troublemakers."
The cacophony of eagle calls on the cliff quieted down a bit.
"Squawk!"
Around the spiritual mountain, adult cold sky eagles, ranging from a few feet to several zhang in size, circled and flew, occasionally issuing loud eagle cries, creating a striking scene.
Some were first-tier, while others had even reached second-tier.