A surge of black energy surged out of Yuan Ming's palm, seemingly endless, continuously injecting into the mind of the white eagle.

As time passed, the consciousness of the white eagle gradually began to deteriorate, and the resistance became weaker and weaker.

Yuan Ming's mouth curled up, continuing to operate the Beast Taming Technique, intending to completely subdue this white eagle.

From the current situation, there was a great chance of success this time.