Nirvana

Within the Red Luan Royal Territory, flames surged to the heavens. A sea of fire engulfed the skies above Sun-Moon Lake. The demon was merciless, using heavenly fire to refine the phoenix and devour its body.

Before Sun-Moon Lake, the Moonlit Tower Master barred the way. Silver strings danced in his hand, their mystic tones reverberating as he forcefully held back the Red Luan Realm King.

A clash between the strongest of the age made heaven sink and earth fall. Boundless waves of dust rolled and swept across ten thousand zhang.

Beyond the battlefield, the Ink Lord, the Heaven Speaker, and the Golden Radiance Emperor watched silently. None of them intervened.

Within the heavenly fire, the phoenix was about to perish. The Red Luan Princess's face was filled with anxiety as she stepped forward, flashing toward the battle to offer aid.

Yet at the instant she passed by, silver strings shot through the air, mystic notes drifting ethereally as they blocked her path.

With a resounding bang, the Red Luan Princess was forced back several steps, unable to cross the heavenly barrier.

"Before this battle ends, no one may pass."

Before the battlefield, the Moonlit Tower Master stood still, looking at the three before him as he spoke coldly.

"Letting you leave back then truly became a great calamity. Mo Shao'ai, are you truly determined to make an enemy of the Royal Territory?" the Red Luan Realm King said in a heavy voice.

"Is it that serious?" the Moonlit Tower Master asked indifferently.

"You don't know whether you live or die."

The Red Luan Realm King's expression turned cold. His right hand clenched emptily, and the earth shook violently. A crimson divine weapon rose from the ground—not blade, not sword—shrouded in red mist, its might shaking the mortal world.

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