Chapter 465 Visitors in the Ice Field (2/2)

While saying this, it popped another one into its mouth. Realizing that its mistress was looking at it, it tried to explain itself. ”I've never tasted anything like this. Please understand, Mistress. I'm just doing some food testing for you to see if it's really poisonous.”

Bei Qing Yan simply smiled at it.

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The Blood Eye Bearded Vulture's eyes stared ahead unblinkingly as it flew against a biting wind in a glacial valley. In the next second, it broke through a glacial wall, leaving a huge hole in it.

It had swallowed a cloud of Frost Breaths in the valley. The Blood Eye Bearded Vulture fell unceremoniously on top of a mountain. Its skin turned stiff, and its veins were slowly losing their elasticity, causing its blood circulation to slow down. A cold aura was beginning to build up around its body.

The vulture's chest was rising and falling violently, its heart beating like a frenzied water pump. A faint beating sound reverberated through the air. It was growing louder and louder. Thump.

The Blood Eye Bearded Vulture's body shook, shattering the layer of frost that had accumulated on its skin. The light in its eyes grew fiercer than ever. It stretched its neck upward and let out a screech that echoed across the glacial field.

”What a fine bird.” Somewhere at the bottom of the valley, a Spatial Rift had opened up. It flickered in and out of existence as if it could go out at any minute. A couple of human beings stepped out of the rift.

Some of these humans were clad in robes made from specially treated monster skin. Others were embellished with monster parts. Their monster hide robes didn't seem at all crude or barbaric. In fact, they gave off an air of beauty and elegance.

The one who had spoken was an old man clad in a red robe and a blue patterned scarf around his shoulder. He gazed at the Blood Eye Bearded Vulture in admiration. ”Magnificent. This is one strong-willed monster.”

”Don't hurt it, Bei Gulao. Just leave it be,” he said as a burly young man stepped forward, ready to let his familiar capture the Blood Eye Bearded Vulture. Upon hearing the high priest's words, the young man quickly stopped his familiar.

Behind him stood a 22-foot-tall Four-Armed Abominable Snowman. Its fur was white, its face devoid of a nose. There was only a single eye and mouth on its face.

The Blood Eye Bearded Vulture sensed that it was in danger. Seeing the group of people and their familiars slowly approaching it, the vulture shook its wings and took off into the sky without a moment's hesitation.

Half an hour later, the group of people arrived at the frozen palace. The high priest's expression was solemn as he knelt on the ground and announced, ”I am the high priest, and we've come to pay our respects.”

Everyone behind him followed suit. ”We've come to pay our respects.”

Still chewing on a spicy stick, the Frozen Asura Knight stepped out of the palace and looked over the high priest. It asked in a low voice, ”Which high priest are you?”

The high priest raised his head, his eyes filled with sincerity. ”Honorable Frozen Asura Knight, I am the 50th high priest of the Arctic tribe.”

After a while, a young girl stepped out of the palace barefoot, an inscrutable expression on her face. ”The 50th, you say...”

She examined the kneeling high priest for a while. Then she said, ”Get up, all of you.”

”Thank you!” It was a strange sight indeed, seeing a 70-year-old gentleman acting so deferentially towards a 20-year-old maiden. However, neither one of them thought that there was anything strange about their exchange.