Then it slammed the golden eagle, whose head was no smaller than its own, to the ground, smashing down countless trees.

As the golden eagle struggled to flap its wings, two enormous bear paws, capable of blotting out the sky, slammed down.

The golden eagle, dizzy and disoriented, hurriedly tried to dodge, but it was too late. One of its wings was struck directly, and a crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

With a sudden, earth-shaking tremor, a massive crater was instantly created in the ground.

With feathers flying everywhere, countless golden bloodstains sprayed out, and the wings, along with flesh and bones, were smashed into minced meat and bone powder by the huge bear paw.

Strands of black demonic flame, like a persistent, festering infection, spread along the golden eagle's damaged wings.

However, thanks to the force of this palm strike, the Azure-Eyed Golden Eagle was also thrown away by the surging air currents, falling far to the other side of the battlefield, taking the opportunity to distance itself from the demonic bear that had activated its innate ability.

The raging demonic bear seemed to have its spiritual energy drained by this earth-shattering palm strike. Its body shrank rapidly, as if shrinking in size, and the demonic flames on its body gradually died out.

He stood there, panting heavily, and did not continue the pursuit.

However, it stuck out its barbed tongue and licked the blood flowing from its eye socket.

With a fierce expression, it stared intently at the blue-eyed golden eagle with its only remaining eye, a hint of human cruelty even showing on its monstrous bear face.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng knew he couldn't wait any longer. After circling around, he quietly descended from the clouds, far from the battlefield, and plunged into the dense forest.

At this moment, the fisherman makes his appearance.