Chapter 559 - 558
Ye Tian stood up and rushed into the eye of the storm, stepping on bamboo, dodging left and right ceaselessly, as tiny fragments kept stabbing his way, adding more difficulty to his journey. A cut had already appeared on his face, slowly oozing a bead of blood, which was quickly dried by the wind.
Only when he reached the top of the bamboo did Ye Tian realize that something seemed wrong. Could it be that this bird was causing the strong wind!
A small bird with barely a few feathers was fluttering its wings in the air, probably because it hadn’t fully grown into an adult...into a bird, the little guy wobbled as it flew, bobbing up and down ceaselessly like a fishing rod with a fish dangling from it.
Its only two tiny wings were still flapping strenuously, and its chubby little head popped in and out curiously, looking completely naive to the ways of the world.
Little guy, so bold to venture recklessly, not afraid of being caught by the Pale Eagle.
After all, Ye Tian was just a human, and he could only climb up two steps on the bamboo pole. Once in mid-air with no foothold, he was quickly slapped down by the wind from the little bird’s wings. Luckily, the ground was covered with years of fallen yellow bamboo leaves, which prevented Ye Tian from getting hurt. Spitting out two bamboo leaves mixed with dirt, Ye Tian cursed at the bird in the sky fiercely, "You little bastard, sooner or later an eagle will catch you and take you as a concubine!"
And the small bird seemed really spiritual as it opened its mouth and started squeaking, as if it was mocking Ye Tian on the ground.
As they say, speak of the devil, a black spot swiftly dived from the higher sky, getting closer, Ye Tian realized it was a huge Pale Eagle.
Serves you right!
The black spot quickly enlarged, and soon it was clear to see the Pale Eagle’s claws stretched out, and its wingspan of over two meters. Like a tiger moves with wind in the mountains, and a dragon soars over ten thousand miles with water, when the Pale Eagle dived, it brought with it a terrifyingly enormous shadow. The small bird, the size of a bean, was instantly enveloped in that vast shadow. The fierce wind brought by the Pale Eagle scattered yellow bamboo leaves all over the ground, cutting against the face like a knife. Ye Tian raised a hand to shield his cheek and was about to go back to regroup with Zhang Liang but through the slits between his fingers, he vaguely saw the two birds seemed to have clashed. Standing up, Ye Tian was shocked, odd things happen every year, but why so many today.