Zhang Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes held a trace of golden light. Instantly, a clear cry rang out from within the flames. The cry seemed to pierce the heavens, echoing in everyone's hearts. The crowd saw a massive phantom begin to rise, its wings looking as if they could block out the sky. It was the phantom of a Phoenix.
It was only a phantom, but it was an utterly shocking sight for everyone present.
WHOOSH!
Zhang Xiaoyun charged toward Tang Ming, her body wreathed in flames. The Phoenix phantom danced behind her, its massive head raised high. With a flap of its wings, a violent, boundless fire erupted, ready to incinerate the world.
"How can this be? How is Zhang Xiaoyun so strong?"
Tang Ming's eyes narrowed. Feeling an extremely dangerous aura, he took several steps back. At the same time, he frantically pushed his Primordial Qi forward.
