Civil War (Part 2)

"What do we do?!"

Zhao Xuan's thoughts raced as he watched the Phoenix Rocket flying toward him, his expression changing dramatically.

Although his physique was formidable, he was not made of iron and steel. He could not ignore the damage caused by flames. According to the master, as long as he was injured, this match would be considered a loss.

And his First Soul Skill was still on cooldown, so he could not use it at all.

With a wave of his hand, he laid down layer after layer of Lightning Nets in the Phoenix Rocket's path. But the Phoenix Rocket had no physical form. Though its fiery glow seemed to weaken considerably, after breaking through the Lightning Nets, it absorbed the fire elements drifting through heaven and earth once more and shot toward him.

Its long crimson tail feathers were breathtakingly beautiful, yet concealed deadly danger.

An idea struck him. As Zhao Xuan fell, he suddenly gathered a large amount of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning in his hand, forming it into a lightning sphere before hurling it fiercely at the ground.

Dai Mubai and the other two, who had been waiting for an opportunity below, quickly darted away. The lightning sphere exploded against the ground with a thunderous boom.

Dust surged into the air, the earth trembled, and everyone standing on the ground felt the vibrations beneath their feet. At the same time, a shockwave swept outward in every direction.

The falling Zhao Xuan was also flung upward by the blast wave. His body swayed from side to side like a leaf drifting in the wind.

Yet because of that, Zhao Xuan narrowly evaded the Phoenix Rocket that had sealed off his path downward.

The Phoenix Rocket grazed the tips of his hair. The faint smell of singed feathers