In the Primeval Demonic Realm, within a dilapidated temple, a bonfire flickered. A plain-clothed figure stood before it, gazing at the torrential rain outside. His eyes grew ever deeper.
The Phoenix Body's aura had vanished.
Separated by an entire realm, he had no way of knowing what had happened in the Outer Heavens. But without question, something had gone wrong there.
The three bodies shared one heart; they prospered together and suffered together. He was still alive, which meant the Phoenix Body had not fallen, but had instead undergone nirvana.
That ominous premonition from before might have been the reason for the Phoenix Body's nirvana.
Not far away, the little girl's grimy hands held dry rations, which she gnawed on bite after bite. To survive, no matter how hard they were to swallow, she did not dare waste even a crumb.
Bang
At that moment, the dilapidated temple doors were kicked open. Two burly men found the place, and upon seeing the little girl in the ruined main hall, shouted, "They're here."
Behind them, three companions entered. Their rain-soaked clothes clung tightly to their bodies, making them look somewhat bedraggled.
"Kill them!"
One of the burly men spoke coldly.
"Yes."
The three men behind him entered the main hall, prepared to pull up the weeds and remove the roots.
Seeing this, terror appeared on the little girl's face. She immediately ran behind the plain-clothed young man by the bonfire and hid.
The two burly men also entered the ruined hall. When they saw the young man standing before the little girl, their brows unconsciously furrowed.
Although this man had not made a move all along, their instincts told them he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Brother, please make things convenient for us."
One of the burly men spoke