Divine fire filled the sky like the apocalypse, flames spreading like the wings of a phoenix.
"Huh." The Heavenly Master's aged face unveiled a smile, "Why not come with me? You seem born for the world of Chaos."
"What?" Empress Feng retorted mercilessly: "You lack a mother?"
The Heavenly Master chuckled again. It appeared he was more pleased with Empress Feng, the shoddier her temperament, then he drifted away without another word.
"Trying to leave?" Empress Feng's eyebrows knitted into a sharp gaze, she took to the sky once more, transforming into a soaring fire phoenix, her fist raging forward with a ruthless punch!
Yet with a single step, the Heavenly Master vanished into the void.
Boom!
The punch from Empress Feng, delivered with all her strength, ultimately barrages empty space.
In the Seventh Realm, she was unmatched, yet against the Heavenly Master—an absolute cultivator who governs complete Dao of Chaos even in the Eighth Realm—she was powerless to take action.
