"The Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord had nine heads, four wings, three feet, and resplendent feathers. His blood carried deadly poison, and with nine lives, he could not be killed."
"If the Crested Ibis Demon Monarch tried to hunt him down alone, she would have to work hard to kill him."
"Earlier, for instance, she had caught him off guard and struck to kill with a Divine Ability. Unfortunately, her effort had fallen short. After that, he was no longer so easy to kill."
"What a pity..."
In Xuanqing Hall on Little Penglai, Jiang Sheng looked at the news from Jiuzhou World and clicked his tongue.
Seated nearby, Tian Ming'an picked up the thread. "What a pity the Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord ultimately fell to Suqin Fairy."
Jiang Sheng smiled and pushed the report toward Tian Ming'an. "That was exactly what I was about to say."
"How many heroes are there under heaven, as countless as carp crossing a river?"
"Even among those rare as one in hundreds of millions—dragons and phoenixes among men—there are more than anyone can count. To think a few tricks will let you roam the world unchecked is to invite humiliation."
"Take the Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord. Karmic Cause and Effect bound him to the Crested Ibis Demon Monarch; they were fated enemies. The victor would ascend, and the loser would enter reincarnation."
"But who could have foreseen that he would fall not to his destined foe, but to Suqin Fairy, who had nothing to do with him?"
"And who could have imagined that Suqin Fairy, who had never even met him, would take his life so easily with the Celestial Zither Resonance Bow?"
"Ming'an, remember this well. When you're away from home, be careful in all things. Don't assume everyone who bears you no grudge is a friend.