Plumage Phoenix Transformation, Poised to Strike

On the third day, Chu Danqing received a message from E'long.

More than just he had come. Every Dimension Apostle still alive had arrived.

The number of Dimension Apostles had decreased somewhat from when they had first descended.

About one-fifth had died.

Most of them had died at the hands of Fantasy Saints.

It was mainly because they had to investigate the anomalies, and acting conspicuously was unavoidable.

So, being noticed was only natural.

Of course, it was not as though they had lost every battle. About one-sixth of the Fantasy Saints had also died.

It could only be said that they had lost more than they won.

But overall, Dimension Paradise still held the advantage.

After all, the Fantasy Saints had only one 3rd Order, while they had two.

If one could not win, then two joining forces could.

When Chu Danqing saw E'long again, feathers had already grown over his body. They were brightly colored and even reflected light.

Chu Danqing found them somewhat familiar at first glance. After looking again, he recognized them.

"You're a Golden Pheasant?" Chu Danqing immediately said.

Someone had once asked him to custom-make a phoenix table ornament, using this very criminal Golden Pheasant.

At first, Chu Danqing had refused. The client had power and influence and did not fear anything, but Chu Danqing was all alone and could easily end up working the sewing machine.

Then the other party showed Chu Danqing what it meant to have hands and eyes reaching the heavens.

Naturally, he obediently did the job. Afterward, he also witnessed how the other party's wealth rivaled a nation's.

Nothing happened afterward. After all, something very criminal in Chu Danqing's eyes was merely a small ornament in that person's hands.

So he still remembered this Golden Pheasant.

The moment E'long