The image of the mystical bird lit up with a blinding blue glow, emitting a harsh, screeching sound as its wings fluttered gently.
The Spirit Control Pool shone with a blinding spiritual light, and the mana within Shen Long's body drained rapidly.
He turned to look at the Spirit Control Pool, and only after the spiritual light had faded did he withdraw his hand.
A piercingly unpleasant screech sounded, as a blue pigeon, shrouded in black qi, flew out of the Spirit Control Pool. The blue pigeon's eyes were emerald green, with a short beak and a long tail, and a blood-colored fleshy crest on its head, as crimson as blood, strikingly vivid.
"Ghost Dove!"
Shen Long was thrilled.
Ghost Doves are born in lands tainted with yin and filth, proficient in the secret technique of soul-stealing, capable of harming the enemy unseen, and they feed on demons, ghosts, and various specters.
The Ghost Dove let out an ear-piercing screech, flapping its wings and pouncing towards Shen Long.