The blazing flames of the sun devoured everything for tens of thousands of miles. Fire surged, the void melted, and everything within was refined to ashes.
Hidden tens of thousands of miles away, Shi Lan drew a quiet breath and stared fixedly at the heart of the flames. Her mission panel hadn't changed at all. That man was still alive!
She hadn't expected an item with such terrifying destructive power to fail to kill the silver-armored man, even after he'd been worn down.
A figure staggered out of the blazing flames, scorched black from head to toe. The silver soft armor no longer gleamed as it had before, and thin, charred cracks had appeared across it.
His eyes were fixed on Shi Lan's direction. His face was torn and bloodied, giving away no expression, while his gaze remained icy.
"Screee!"
Shi Lan held the World-Destroying Divine Thunder in her palm, ready to activate her backup plan, when a clear, piercing cry rang out again.
The red-feathered beast had returned. It opened its mouth and sucked in the scattered solar true flame around it, swallowing it all like a whale drinking the sea.
Its feathers spread in an instant, and its battered body showed signs of recovery. The light of its runes blazed bright.
"Screee!"
The overwhelming true flame returned, sweeping across the sky.
This fierce bird's mastery of fire was so terrifying that it had already grasped a measure of the Vermilion Bird's true essence. The true flame it spat out now was even three parts more domineering than the solar true flame from before.
The silver-armored man had already been like an arrow at the end of its flight. After suffering blow after blow, he began to retreat step by step before these divine flames, whose power rivaled a