Screech!
A clear, piercing cry rang out, as though a divine bird had emerged from chaos and split open the vast expanse.
Having reached Vermilion Ibis Demon Lord's realm, how could her Southern Ming Separation Flame, her innate divine ability, be anything less than masterfully wielded?
The Southern Ming Separation Flame gave rise to spirit; the divine bird it transformed into rose like the sun, diving across five million li of heaven and earth in an instant, magnificent and resplendent like a golden crow at dawn.
Watching the Separation Flame divine bird dive toward him, Nine Phoenix Demon Lord's expression changed again and again. He swiftly hurled the two Phoenix-Headed Short Cudgels in his hands, and the cudgels transformed into two shriveled phoenix-headed freak birds that met the fire spirit born of the Southern Ming Separation Flame.
Yet as Vermilion Ibis Demon Lord watched the phoenix-headed freak birds formed from the short cudgels, the disgust in her eyes deepened. Both possessed Cave Profound Dao Fruits, both came from sacred lands—how could Vermilion Ibis Demon Lord fail to see that Nine Phoenix's magic treasures had been refined from phoenix birds?
Dignified phoenix birds, refined into such grotesque magic treasures by wicked arts—Nine-Headed Insect deserved death!
Sensing Vermilion Ibis Demon Lord's disgust, Nine Phoenix Demon Lord laughed. "Vermilion Ibis, this pair of short cudgels was made from a pair of fledglings I went to great lengths to find."
"I raised them with utmost care. I gave them neither sweet dew nor parasol seeds, feeding them only hearts, livers, spleens, and lungs, along with muddy water and poisonous slurry. It took a full five hundred years to raise them into this state and refine them into this pair of magic treasures."
"Vermilion Ibis, what do you think of my magic treasures?"
Phoenix birds