The flames of Nirvana rose once more, and the Vermilion Bird Venerate fell onto the desolate earth. The battered body healed as if it were new, and a cold killing intent surfaced again in the hollow eyes.
It was the Ancient Divine Language of the deity, requiring no personal utterance of the ancient syllables.
It simply activated whenever a threat was detected!
This power named Nirvana was not merely about rebirth.
It was a transformation of life!
With each transformation of the Vermilion Bird, the deity grew ever stronger!
At this moment, Gu Jianlin's two shadows overlapped unexpectedly, with the Ancient God masks of the Candle Dragon and the Vermilion Bird occupying the left and right of the body, uttering an ancient syllable!
