A phoenix cry rang out.
The sound was crisp and clear, like metal striking stone, like a jade chime singing. It echoed over the Dragon Tomb, drowning out the Mountain Dragon King's roar, drowning out the wails of those Dragon Souls, drowning out the wind, drowning out every stray noise.
Within Situ Xuan, the Nirvana Fierce Phoenix's Soul Spirit awakened.
This ten-thousand-year Soul Spirit woke from its slumber at Situ Xuan's most dangerous moment.
It sensed Situ Xuan's peril, sensed him hovering on the brink of death, sensed the fire of his life guttering out.
It could not allow that to happen, because Situ Xuan was its host, its companion, the person it was willing to protect with its life.
The Nirvana Fierce Phoenix's power poured into Situ Xuan's body. That power was warm and gentle as a spring, blazing as fire. Wherever it passed, broken bones began to reconnect, torn muscles began to heal, damaged meridians began to repair themselves.
Situ Xuan's arms rejoined in the flames. The broken bones were fused together by fire, stronger than before. The collapse in his chest was propped up by the flames; his snapped ribs were welded by fire, tougher than before.
Heaven Burning Fierce Phoenix Transformation!!!
Situ Xuan's body was reborn in the flames.
Golden lines surfaced across his skin, like phoenix feathers, spreading from his chest toward his limbs until they covered his entire body. Behind him, a pair of wings condensed from flame unfurled, spanning more than ten meters. Every feather was formed from pure fire and radiated a searing glow. His eyes turned gold, two masses of flame burning in his pupils. They were the flames of the Nirvana Fierce Phoenix, the fire of rebirth, the fire of destruction, and also the fire of hope.
Six soul rings