Divine Phoenix Emperor was sitting cross-legged on an altar inside a dark room. There was no source of light inside this room other than ten flaming crystals placed around the altar.
His eyes were closed. His robe appeared to be composed of flames, it was burning. Strange enough, the flames seemed to not affect the Divine Phoenix Emperor.
Despite his old age, he exuded a majestic aura. His momentum was entirely different from anyone Ling Xiaolong had ever met. In fact, Divine Craftsman Feng Zhiling was more powerful than Divine Phoenix Emperor, but he emanated an aura more akin to that of an ordinary warrior with the least momentum. Perhaps it is due to his focus on crafting weapons and other treasures.
As for Divine Phoenix Emperor, having fused with the blood of a phoenix, acquired the phoenix bloodline, and refined the eyes of a phoenix, his momentum was on an entirely different level.
