Although Ao Jing bore a few crimson marks, Cai Lin could tell at a glance that those wounds posed no serious problem for him. This also meant that Phoenix's world-destroying strike had done no more than lightly injure Ao Jing.
How were they supposed to fight this?!
Cai Lin clenched her silver teeth tightly. Even as proud as she was, she could not stop herself from trembling inside. Countless thoughts raced through her mind, yet she could not find even the slightest possibility of victory.
Suddenly, a figure shot up from the sand below. It was Phoenix!
Compared to Ao Jing, Phoenix's condition was far more dire. Her magnificent attire had been reduced to tatters, with large patches soaked in bloodstains. Although her eyes remained solemn and resolute, her violent gasps and pale face made it obvious that she was in terrible condition.
Phoenix looked at Ao Jing, who had suffered almost nothing more than a few minor wounds, and her heart had never been so tense.
She believed that her full-power Golden Phoenix Feather strike would have severely injured even a Mid Four-star Dou Sheng if caught without time to defend. Yet it had inflicted only minor injuries on Ao Jing, a late stage Four-star Dou Sheng.
The gap between the early stage and late stage was actually this vast. It was enough to make people despair.
"Hahaha! Hahahahaha! Ahahahahaha!!!"
Ao Jing's bloated body gradually swelled, and his hideous face wore a bizarrely arrogant smile. He laughed wantonly in a hoarse voice, sending chills through everyone who heard it.
"Nothing more than this! Nothing more than this!!!"
Red light burst from Ao Jing's eyes. In Phoenix's field of vision, Ao Jing, who had been a thousand meters away just moments ago, appeared before her in the blink of an