The Phoenix roared, its voice filled with anger and sorrow.
She knew that the green Bull had fallen. This was just an illusion, a remnant mark of the green Bull.
"Old friend, goodbye!"
The green Bull Phantom glanced at the Phoenix and quickly dimmed down, about to disappear completely.
I firmly believe that untainted land will rise here and return to its former prosperity. Unfortunately, I won't be able to see it ...
"Successors, I'll leave the primal universe to you."
The green bull's final voice reverberated in the universe as his illusionary figure completely dissipated and disappeared from the world.
At this moment, the universe was shaking and the sky River was dim, as if it was mourning the fall of an immortal.
"Ah!"
The Phoenix let out a long cry and launched a counterattack madly. Its wings were like heavenly blades, and it sent a nine tribulation quasi-immortal flying, spitting out blood.
