Buzz!
Golden flames blazed from Jiang Feiling's body and wings.
If Li Tianming could see her, he would surely remember that these flames of this color had a special name on Jiang Feiling: "Spirit Burning."
Back then, even the Ancient Theocracy's Spirit Burning Palace had been named after Spirit Burning.
But this time, the Spirit Burning was far more blazing than before. It formed a mass of golden flame that shot into the heavens. That searing, sacred, majestic fire made many Star Gods feel as though they were being intensely scorched.
The Huan Tian Celestial Clan in the distance were all frightened.
"What is that?"
"No idea! She shouldn't be a Ruins Realm powerhouse, so how can she possess pressure comparable to one?"
"Don't be afraid, everyone. It's just a bluff, an illusion meant to deceive the eye. She doesn't have a Ruins Realm King's City of Order! That suppression from a City of Order is what would truly be deadly to us!"
At that moment, some of the Huan Tian Celestial Clan had already charged into the battlefield and clashed head-on with the Sun Star Gods. The fighting was incomparably brutal.
It was all bloody, flesh-and-blood combat!
As time passed, the number of Huan Tian Celestial Clan Star Gods would only continue to grow.
"Avenge the Realm King!"
"Kill them all! Kill!"
Meng Ying's death was a sorrow and pain that could never be erased from the heart of every Huan Tian Celestial Clan member.
He had been the person they revered most, yet he had died before the war even began—and such a stifling, inexplicable death at that. The Huan Tian Celestial Clan simply could not accept it. In their imagination, Meng Ying should have been like the Hidden Demon and Mister Taihe, tormenting Li Tianming, Lin Xiaodao,