Rebirth?
Resurrected?
Feng Qi and Feng Mingtai widened their eyes.
How could he be revived in such a shattered state?
Was there such a thing in the world of cultivation?
"So, this is the Immortal Rule? Good." A low voice sounded in the air, and a golden-red light appeared.
"Ancestor!" Feng Qi exclaimed.
Feng Mingtai also quickly bowed in respect.
In front of them, a young man in a golden-red robe held a golden-red bead in his hand and looked at Han Muye.
"Han Muye greets Senior Phoenix.
"I have yet to fully grasp the Immortal Rule. Senior, please forgive my ignorance."
Han Muye bowed slightly and said.
The Divine Beast Phoenix.
In front of such a powerful being, he needed to show respect.
Divine beasts were the true masters of the Great Desolate.
Even though the Third Transformation True Spirits of the various races were invincible.
