The Sky-Burning Nebula was an extremely dazzling, radiant nebula.
Across this nebula, starfire and molten lava churned everywhere, and golden arcs splashed up at the slightest disturbance. From the perspective of ordinary species, a planet like this could never give birth to life.
But the greatness of life lay in how it birthed spirits from nothingness, rose from insignificance, underwent nirvana in desperate straits, and was reborn upon ruins.
Any environment could nurture the spirit of life.
In fact, the harsher the planet, the more powerful the life it gave birth to would naturally become.
The Sky-Burning Golden Falcon was one of the representatives of this.
Sky-Burning Golden Falcons were born from seas of fire. Every Sky-Burning Golden Falcon possessed the essence of flame, and they were naturally proficient in the way of fire.
Having tempered their bodies in blazing fire and molten lava all their lives, their physical forms were stronger than those of ordinary species.
Even any random Sky-Burning Golden Falcon had a body comparable to the Quasi-Celestial Realm.
It could be said that as long as a member of the Sky-Burning Golden Falcon Clan reached adulthood, their physique was almost guaranteed to be at the Quasi-Celestial Realm. Even without considering cultivation, they were more than enough to serve as qualified military strength.
So the Sky-Burning Nebula Clan was also an extremely rare race whose entire people were soldiers.
And at this moment, as the Pure Gold Falcon slowly opened his eyes and his wings trembled faintly, the star power of the entire nebula boiled with it.
From his power-filled body, a wisp of Quasi-Extreme Dao might quietly seeped out.
Although he still had not forged the embryonic form of a Great Dao, he had truly stepped into the Quasi-Extreme Dao Realm.
It could be said that he