The Three Pure Ones Overheard My Thoughts, and the Primordial Era's Plot Collapsed
Chapter 842

Grinding People Down

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The last time the Saints had acted together had been when they helped Qingqing. Back then, they probably had not felt much of it firsthand.

This time was different.

They would personally experience the terrifying pressure brought by the World-Destroying Mill.

That was what the Three Pure Ones thought.

Kong Xuan and Golden Roc could not help but tremble. They had never seen such a grand spectacle before.

Infected by the atmosphere,

the two of them also wanted to contribute.

With that thought, Kong Xuan immediately brought out the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree he had taken from Buddha Mother Zhunti. This Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was something he had obtained during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity.

After refining it, it had become exceptionally compatible with his Dao, making it naturally effortless to wield.

Golden Roc's gaze sharpened as he transformed the yin-yang energies into a precious vase.

His current strength was inferior to Kong Xuan's, so at this moment, he could only do his utmost to cooperate with Kong Xuan.

Primal Phoenix nodded in satisfaction.

As princes of the Phoenix Clan, Kong Xuan and Golden Roc had finally risen completely. With the two of them, the Phoenix Clan's future could be said to hold boundless promise.

Of course.

The Phoenix Clan's future had already changed the moment she attained sainthood.

Her phoenix eyes opened slightly, drawing Kong Xuan and Golden Roc's powers under her control as well.

Her gaze swept over all beneath it, restoring her to the state of the overlord she had once been during the Dragon-Han Calamity.

During the Dragon-Han Calamity, she had been the sovereign of the skies. Now that she had attained sainthood, the same remained true.

"Primal Phoenix."

"She has returned!"

The powerful members of the avian races in the Primordial World were

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