Zhurong's memories, the Vermilion Bird maiden Zhu Yan'er

"So this is the Phoenix Clan's stronghold?"

"It's fallen quite a way from what it used to be."

Just then, Zhurong's voice rang out.

Both Li Yun and Kong Xuan froze at his words.

After exchanging a glance with Kong Xuan, Li Yun asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhurong, have you been here before?"

"Of course."

Zhurong nodded, a nostalgic look crossing his face. "That was back in the Ancient Era."

"We hadn't taken form long before that. All twelve of us brothers were Grand Unity Golden Immortals, so we couldn't take part in the battles and slaughter between the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin Three Clans."

"But back then, the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin Three Clans hadn't yet reached the point of fighting to the death. They hadn't truly fallen out, either. For a time, the world under their rule was fairly peaceful, even quiet."

"We visited the strongholds of all three clans and attended some of their ceremonies. The Phoenix Clan's stronghold back then was hundreds of times larger than it is now. Almost all the parasol trees here were high-grade innate spirit roots, and there were even over a hundred supreme-grade innate spirit roots."

"At its peak, Yuanfeng even transformed the entire Phoenix Clan stronghold into a domain of fire. It was a paradise for countless fire cultivators, and naturally, I was no exception."

"I remember trading some Nanming Li Fire for some of the Phoenix Clan's divine flame. After absorbing it into myself, I greatly strengthened and improved my Nanming Li Fire."

"The Phoenix Clan also had a grove of parasol trees formed from Nanming Li Fire. If I remember correctly, there was even a race called the Nanhuo Birds that inherited this power. But after the Ancient Era, I never learned whether they were wiped out or had simply fallen