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Gold and blue light intertwined, flickering on and off in the Void like a brilliant firework display that would never end.
Yet in the end, that splendor could not withstand the erosion of time. Only after a long while did the light gradually dim, until it vanished into nothing.
When the dazzling radiance had completely dispersed, the Ten Thousand Blades Wind Roc could be seen hovering in the Void, its aura faint and feeble, its former majesty utterly gone.
The feathers that had once shone like gold had now lost all luster, dull and lightless, like some old object covered in dust.
Its body was scored in many places by ice crystals, wounds crisscrossing it like a dense spiderweb, golden blood gushing from the cuts and falling away.
Every drop of blood that fell into the Void instantly turned into a ball of golden flame, burning fiercely in the darkness for a moment.
Then, like a dying spark struggling at the end, it flickered a few times before finally turning to ash and scattering into the boundless Void.
This Ten Thousand Blades Wind Roc had been condensed from the Peng Emperor's Essence Qi and Spirit in the first place. Now that its essence blood was draining away, it was as if its foundation had been pulled out from under it, already causing its strength to plummet.
As for the Peng Emperor, who had already been heavily wounded, he now looked even more dejected and ruined, as if a slight breeze could blow him over.
By contrast, although threads of blue blood also seeped from the Tianya Ice Soul Saint Dragon's body, and even a fine crack had appeared on its dragon horn, compared with the Ten Thousand Blades