As the plume feathers lost their luster, the colossal phoenix lay prostrate within the Imperial City.
The fierce flames dissipated, yet the warmth lingered on.
Real Person Ling Xi treaded on the pitch-black scorched earth, and even now, she still couldn't be sure that the mighty Great Demon had truly died.
She and Nie Jun returned together and had encountered this beast en route.
Empowered by their vestment robes, the two of them unleashed all their techniques, yet they couldn't last even half a day.
Amidst the sea of fire and the clash with the Purple Sky Divine Thunder from the Dao Palace.
Ling Xi even felt a delusion that she couldn't intervene, a scene that left such a deep impression on her that she found the current situation somewhat farcical.
The overbearing Phoenix Flame, and the silver armor that even the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword Art couldn't penetrate.
Gave an overwhelming sense of powerlessness and despair.
