As the violet and gold radiance around Zi Yan grew increasingly violent, Xiao Ling keenly sensed that the surging energy was gradually taking shape behind her.
The deep violet energy slowly traced and stretched itself as though it possessed life, ultimately transforming into the phantom of an Ancient Void Dragon behind Zi Yan.
Meanwhile, the blazing golden energy refused to be outdone. It too gathered and took form, becoming the illusion of an Ancient Heavenly Phoenix.
One violet, one gold—the Dragon Phoenix Phantoms faced each other from afar. They seemed like fated enemies, radiating a tense, drawn-sword atmosphere. Every line of their forms was filled with tension, as though they would violently collide in the next instant and tear this entire space apart.
Yet astonishingly, they never erupted. Instead, as if guided by some invisible force, they maintained a strange balance. The dragon phantom remained motionless, and so did the phoenix phantom. Each hovered in place, creating a bizarre scene where motion and stillness intertwined.
However, just as the Dragon Phoenix Phantoms hovered around Zi Yan and began turning their vast energies into specks of starlight in an attempt to flow back into her body, another change suddenly arose.
The Ancient Heavenly Phoenix and Ancient Void Dragon phantoms, which had seemed to maintain a delicate balance, came into contact with Zi Yan's body surface—and at that instant, a vast violet energy, as boundless as an ocean, suddenly erupted from within her!
This energy seemed to receive a response, resonating from afar with the Ancient Void Dragon phantom behind her.
In an instant, the violet dragon phantom abruptly solidified. Its form became far more substantial, its scales, claws, and horns all vividly lifelike. A pressure far greater than before spread outward, majestic and overwhelming, directly suppressing the opposing Ancient Heavenly Phoenix