Feng Shen finally woke up with a heavy and dizzy head, especially after he was affected by the Cursed Demon Bell earlier. 'Damn it! I didn't expect to be defeated by that bastard.'
*Tap... Tap...*
Feng Shen turned to Feng Yao, who walked into the room. "If you weren't blinded by your ambition and greed, you wouldn't have ended up like this."
"What do you mean by that?" Feng Shen asked with a frown.
Feng Yao waved her hand, and a fire screen appeared before them, showing Zhang Fei's activities. "The Divine Phoenix Totem was never in his or Feng Yichen's hands, and it was hiding in our sacred ground. It was so close to us, but none of us could feel its presence there. Legends aren't always true; the totem is different from what you think, and it merely serves as a vessel for the first fire phoenix's soul fragment."
"The soul fragment of the first fire phoenix?"
