Clang, Clang!
The pure white phoenix, illusory as a bubble, gradually transformed into reality. Although its wings and elongated tail still seemed a bit blurry, its elegant and beautiful body, along with the magnificent noble crown, appeared to be incredibly real, as if the true phoenix had descended.
"How... how is this possible?"
Jin Suyan stared blankly into the sky above, feeling that the weak phoenix power within her, which had already caused her to undergo metamorphosis, was explosively increasing at an astonishing rate. And the source of this increase was...
"There is nothing impossible. As I said, it's your body's instinctive desire, not something I've done to you."
Feng Qing'an's eyes were half-closed, his face showing a pleased expression. That soothing warmth, enough to melt a person, was ultimately not something an Innate Yin Spirit could provide.
