Deep within the Purple Star Starfield, a thousand-zhang demon body stood tall. Ahead, the Black Phoenix and Fire Phoenix collided without cease, their utter yin and utter yang auras shielding and striking against each other. Destructive energy spread rapidly, annihilating everything in sight.
Around the demon body, countless bolts of lightning crashed down, seeking to destroy the demon who had defied the heavens.
The several-thousand-zhang Heavenly Demon possessed astonishing kingly might. With his formidable fleshly body, he endured bolt after bolt of lightning without retreating a single step.
Blood seeped from his cracked skin, yet the demon body seemed unaware of it. Demonic energy surged around him as he forcibly drove the fusion of the two phoenixes.
Amid the stars, the clash between the two phoenixes grew ever more violent. The two utterly opposing powers were as incompatible as fire and water, yin and yang locked in opposition.
Who knew how long passed? The phoenix and demon bodies joined forces to resist the Black Phoenix Origin. As the two phoenixes crashed together again and again, a trace of Fire Phoenix origin gradually merged into the Black Phoenix, while a trace of Black Phoenix origin also melted into the Fire Phoenix.
The two powers of opposing natures began to merge. Though it was only the tiniest fraction, it marked the beginning of hope.
Just as Zhì Mìng was doing all he could to revive the Phoenix Body, in the Primeval Demonic Realm's Western Sacred Domain, the sword of Schuster, Lord of the Tenth Palace, was returned. The Golden Divine Sword was stained entirely with blood, its edge dimmed.
Before the Sun God Statue, the Lord of the Golden Lion Clan looked at the returned Golden Divine Sword, his heart incomparably heavy.
In only a few short days, the lords of the