The phoenix's cry was loud and resonant, carrying with it a force that could shake the divine soul.
The four-armed monkey was stunned, the blood in its eyes quickly dispersing as it let out a loud yell, dropped its flying sword, and fled deep into the primordial jungle.
The Gong surnamed female cultivator who had escaped death didn't have the slightest intention to give chase; instead, she looked towards the direction from which the phoenix's cry had come.
There, it seemed, was there a silhouette... of a person?
"Damn that... Green Fire Luan... I will remember you."
A green shadow flashed, revealing a somewhat disheveled figure.
That figure cursed angrily, then a powerful divine consciousness swept around, and with a surprised "hmm," it flew towards the Gong surnamed female cultivator.
The woman became as stiff as a wooden chicken, 'Such divine consciousness and magic power... a Core Formation elder?'
