Desperate Counterattack, Eight Lives End

Zhao Sheng was observing the surroundings when he suddenly saw the passersby opposite him reveal looks of awe and fear. They hurriedly stepped aside, voluntarily keeping far away.

Boom! At that moment, a scorching blaze that seemed capable of burning everything erupted behind him, sweeping outward in surging waves and crushing the entire Market into deathly silence.

Phoenix walked out from behind him, glanced at him, and said coolly, "Come with me!"

The moment her words fell, Zhao Sheng felt the ground vanish beneath his feet. He instantly rose into the air and, borne along by the rolling waves of fire, flew toward the gray and hazy sky.

Ten li,

A hundred li,

A thousand li,

After plunging countless li deep into the gray-white clouds, Zhao Sheng's view suddenly opened up. He had arrived in a strange realm of clouds.

Above, below, left, and right, all he could see were soft, snowy-white cloud masses. They seemed alive, at times rolling and drifting, at times transforming into all kinds of strange creatures—dragons, snakes, tigers, leopards, birds, insects, and fish beyond count, even including divine beasts such as the Kui Ox, Huo Dou, Teng Snake, and Zhu Long...

Zhao Sheng stared blankly at the cloud realm before him. His heart instantly became calm as still water, and he faintly sensed that omnipresent "existence."

At some unknown point, Phoenix had already departed, leaving him alone above the sea of clouds.

Suddenly, a cloud mass about an acre in size rose from the depths of the cloud sea and drifted toward him. As the mist churned, it slowly transformed into an enormous vertical eye.

The vertical eye resembled a dragon's eye. Its pupil was jade-green, yet utterly devoid of emotion—indifferent beyond measure, lofty and remote.

A mere sweep of its gaze made Zhao