I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 735 - 509 Sea of Sorrow, Sea of Sorrow._3

Du Yu clutched tightly to the Dragon Horn branch, looking down at the surging, turbulent waves below.

He understood that the enemy of the Sorrow Seabird was the sea itself.

But the question was,

What would it mean to truly defeat such an enemy?

Could such an enemy really even be called an "enemy"?

"Screee~!" With a long, mournful cry, Du Yu abruptly raised his head.

Beneath the dark clouds, there was a gigantic bird, its wide, long wings spanning more than thirty meters.

It resembled a peacock, with a slender, graceful neck.

Patterns were imprinted on its birdlike head, and six long feathers rose from the crown, like soft ribbons swirling wildly in the wind.

A white beak, crimson feet.

Those elegant, trailing feathers fluttered exquisitely—even in the raging storm, they looked a little disheveled, yet could not conceal the bird's graceful form.

"Something's wrong!" Du Yu spoke, his voice heavy and sharp.

With his keen eyesight, everything appeared agonizingly clear—and he seemed to read the bird's expression too.

Exhaustion, sorrow.

And perhaps, a hint of relief?

What is it trying... Is it seeking death?

"Screee~~~"

The Sorrow Seabird had long since discovered the human and the Dragon Turtle, but as Celestial Cyan Porcelain had said, it paid them no mind.

This was highly abnormal.

Apart from the Cold Beasts, those mind-entangled creatures, nearly all living things possessed the instinct to avoid danger and seek benefit.

The oppressive presence of Celestial Cyan Porcelain was something any living being could sense.

Du Yu had every reason to believe that the Sorrow Seabird was no exception.

But did it truly not care at all?

Such a reaction only made Du Yu more certain of his own inference!

"Woooo~ woooo~~~" Du Yu picked up the Conch and did his utmost to blow it.

With the two sides drawing closer, the Sorrow Seabird finally reacted a little, bestowing a glance at Du Yu as if in pity.

"Can we talk?" Du Yu shouted loudly.

"Hiss..." Celestial Cyan Porcelain swam into the night sky, letting out a low dragon's song, translating Du Yu's words.

"Crack!"

In an instant, a thick bolt of lightning crashed down, striking the Sorrow Seabird square on the back.

Du Yu's breath stalled:!!!

Amidst the sizzle and crackle of violent electricity, he seemed to hear the sound of the Demon Breath Battle Robe shattering.

"Screee~~~" From the bird's head, spared for the moment from the consuming lightning, came a harrowing cry of grief.

"Now, Qingci!" Du Yu's heart burned with anxiety.

No matter the Sorrow Seabird's intent, he had clearly implicated it.

Had it not been distracted by the battlefield, perhaps the Sorrow Seabird might have foreseen something sooner.

"Hiss!!!" Celestial Cyan Porcelain let out a dragon's roar.

Demon Skill· Sea Turtle manifested in an instant, the Water Curtain sphere enveloping and sheltering the great bird within.

"Let's go!" Du Yu clung to the Dragon Horn, Celestial Cyan Porcelain darting forward with speed beneath him.

"Whoosh~ whoosh!"

The Mountain and Sea Bell flashed and flashed again—each time, Du Yu poured in all his strength, expanding the ancient bell to its maximum size.

"Thud!" The blue-gray bird crashed first onto the sea reef.

"Whoosh~" The sea wind surged as Celestial Cyan Porcelain flashed in right after.

And there, by the sea reef, the lone Begonia Tree's softly swaying branches suddenly froze in place.

"Sea Dragon Candle!" Du Yu cried hastily, adjusting to the dazzling light as he landed beside the bird's head.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Do not worry, it will not die.

It is simply physically and spiritually exhausted, its Demon Breath nearly depleted, and its battle robe not sturdy enough to withstand the thunder."

The Glowing Sea Dragon Candle circled the area, healing the sorrowful life upon the sea reef.

Slowly, a flexible branch coiled around Du Yu's wrist.

The Shatang Tree's timeworn voice sounded, unusually tense: "Thi-this is?"

Du Yu wiped his wet face. "The ones you once told me about—the Sea of Sorrow Race."

Shatang Tree: "Ma-master, you..."

Du Yu gently rolled a begonia leaf between his fingers, gazing in silence at the Sorrow Seabird's vacant eyes.

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