Inside the Palace.
More and more flames surged out from the firebirds, and within the fire cloud, the pair of Fire Phoenix phantoms gave a clear cry.
In an instant, endless scarlet flames poured down like a torrential rain, sweeping toward Lu Xuan and the others inside the Palace.
The Sword Peacock in the handsome youth's hand snapped open. Dozens of sharp Flying Swords shot out in a fan shape, dense sword intent rolling on without a gap, airtight as not even a drop of water could leak through, cutting every approaching flame into nothingness.
The cold crescent moon behind the elegant woman spun with a whirl, and a pale spiritual energy barrier enveloped her. Chill spread out, blocking all the invading, scorching flames outside.
In the ordinary youth's hand, the enormous pitch-black longsword shone with a deep, dark radiance that continuously devoured the scarlet flames falling from the air.
The Swift Lightning Sword Pellet in Lu Xuan's dantian spun rapidly. Countless tiny black sword qi surged out, condensing into a hurricane that rotated ceaselessly with him at its center. The moment any flame fell into it, it was instantly ground apart by countless strands of sword qi.
After blocking the initial flame attack, the three each used their own methods and madly attacked the many firebirds flying in every direction.
From time to time, firebirds exploded with a boom, turning into wisps of tiny flame.
After clearing out some of the firebirds, the three freed up their hands and flew toward the fire cloud.
Within the fire cloud, the pair of Fire Phoenix phantoms flew faster and faster, while the section of charred wood hidden inside the fire cloud had dark-gold light flowing across it.
All of a sudden, the Fire Phoenixes merged into one, transforming into an enormous