Mongrel Birds, Delicious!

The long, clear cry of a phoenix carried wisps of heaven-and-earth pressure, as though it had crossed endless ages to ring out from antiquity into the present.

The Ancient Heavenly Phoenix had revived!

Yet news that should have sent the entire Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan into ecstasy, even shaking the Saint Ancestor, now seemed like a gleaming blade pressed against their throats.

"What... what is Ancestor saying?"

Feng Qing'er's face turned deathly pale, and she could barely believe her ears.

Some of the lower-cultivation Heavenly Demon Phoenixes looked like defeated roosters. Even their feathers lost their luster as they collapsed onto the ground, their eyes dull and vacant.

They never could have imagined that the Ancient Ancestor they regarded as a totem of faith, one they had even worshipped on bended knee, would call them...

Mongrel birds?

And even join forces with outsiders to kill them?

This scene, which nearly shattered everything they believed in, left the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan utterly blank-minded, nearly unable to think.

"What kind of joke is this?"

A Demon Phoenix youth stiffly turned his head, forcing out a smile uglier than crying as he trembled, "Elder, Ancestor... Ancestor must be testing us, right?"

At those words, the other Heavenly Demon Phoenixes seemed to have seized their last lifeline. They all stared desperately at Huang Xuan, trying to get an affirmative answer from him.

"..."

Facing their hopeful gazes, Huang Xuan's face shifted between green and white, and terror filled his heart as well.

With his cultivation, how could he fail to understand the true intent of the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix?

That tone, brimming with killing intent and disgust, could not possibly be fake...

Ancestor truly wanted their lives!

At that thought, Huang Xuan's breathing quickened. His gaze swept chaotically around before finally landing on