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As the Ancestral Soul Container, Feng Qing'er suffered an extremely severe backlash after the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix Ancestral Soul she had summoned was forcibly crushed by Zi Yan.

Her breath was feeble to the extreme, her face pale as paper, and dried blood still lingered at the corners of her mouth. Her formerly cold and proud bearing now held only weakness and panic.

So much so that she could only force herself over to the equally grim-faced Black-robed Old Man, Huang Xuan, and ask in a trembling voice, "Elder Huang, what... what should we do now?"

Even their strongest trump card—the Ancestral Soul upon which they had placed all their hopes—had been utterly unable to withstand the even more terrifying Ancient Void Dragon Ancestral Soul. By this point, her mind had been consumed by defeat and fear.

Not far away, Thunder Venerate, the Earth Tiger Clan Leader, the Silver Moon Wolf Clan Leader, and the others saw Feng Qing'er, who had been displaying such divine might moments ago, as though a Heavenly Phoenix goddess had descended, defeated so miserably and wretchedly. A powerful sense of foreboding rose in all their hearts, and as their eyes flickered, thoughts of retreat had already taken root.

If they stayed here any longer, they would probably truly lose their lives!

The Black-robed Old Man, Huang Xuan's eyes flickered rapidly, his face so dark it seemed ready to drip water. His heart was locked in fierce conflict.

The Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit was right before them. It was the hope of their clan's rise. Giving it up like this was utterly unbearable!

Yet reality cruelly told him that if they remained any longer, let alone seize the fruit, all of them would likely be buried here!

After a moment of struggle, he suddenly gritted his