Chapter 601

One-third of these flying crows were wrapped in white bones. They loved to eat rotten corpses, so they were famous. Moreover, once they saw weak creatures, these corpse crows would rush over in groups, using their sharp mouths wrapped in white bones to pierce towards their prey. Just then, a group of six or seven corpse crows discovered a figure passing through the valley. This figure had a young face, about 15 or 16 years old. It was a young man with a little tenderness on his face, but his eyes were very deep, like stars in the depths of two universes, shining with strange brilliance. On his shoulder, a snow-white cat-like creature was holding a crystal stone and chewing it. Facing a group of corpse crows flying across the void, it just lazily glanced at them, but did not care. Instead, it focused on the stone on its claws. “Hiss!” A bloodthirsty voice was heard. A corpse crow attacked the man and the cat. "Get lost!" The young man shouted lightly. With a slight movement of