Zhurong's Metamorphosis, Yuan Feng's Information

"Interesting. There really is a trend toward improvement!"

Just then, Vermilion Bird's voice rang out.

Following the sound, they saw her figure appear within the arena.

She glanced at where Zhurong was, and a teasing smile curled across Vermilion Bird's lips.

Immediately afterward, she raised a hand and pointed at Zhurong's location. "But this is still far from enough!"

The next second, crimson-gold flames swept forth.

Almost instantly, those crimson-gold flames plunged into the area where Zhurong stood, then rapidly burrowed into his body.

"Ah..."

For a time, Zhurong's miserable cries echoed out.

They could clearly see the aura around him rapidly declining. In a short time, his fleshly body began to show scorching marks from being burned once more.

They could clearly see waves of profound and mysterious power rapidly spreading within it. In a short time, blood began to flow from all over his body, and even his flesh was rapidly collapsing.

"Ancestor Witch Zhurong!"

Seeing this, Li Yun and the others' expressions changed drastically.

They were extremely worried at that moment. If anything truly happened to Zhurong, the consequences would absolutely be too terrible to contemplate.

To put it bluntly, if anything went wrong, the consequences would absolutely be too terrible to contemplate.

Yet this matter was indeed far from favorable.

"No need to worry!"

Seeing this, Vermilion Bird in the nearby area was much calmer.

She swept a glance across the arena and spoke directly. "There is no great danger in this matter. In fact, if he endures it, there is even a possibility that he will advance another step."

"But if he cannot endure it, it will not pose much danger to him either. At most, he will be injured and need to recuperate for a time."

Hearing this, Li Yun and the others immediately