Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, in the Phoenix Ancestral Land, the Phoenix Lord appeared. Though only a remnant soul, her pressure was unprecedentedly powerful, filling both humans and gods with dread.
Facing the sovereign of the Phoenix Race, Ning Chen stated his purpose plainly, concealing nothing.
Hearing this, the Phoenix Lord looked at the young junior before her, as though she wished to see through him completely.
Their gazes met, neither yielding an inch. Ning Chen and the Phoenix Lord looked at one another, their calm eyes each harboring their own thoughts.
After staring for a long while, the Phoenix Lord finally spoke in an even tone. "The Phoenix inheritance differs from that of other races. If you wish to obtain the inheritance of the Phoenix Race, you must gain a Phoenix soul imprint. I am already one who has passed on and cannot bestow it upon you."
Ning Chen frowned slightly at this. "How can one obtain a Phoenix soul imprint?"
"Two methods."
The Phoenix Lord said calmly, "The Heavenly Demon Imperial Family possesses a battle soul of my Phoenix Race. You may seize it yourself. The other method is to find the Black Phoenix. Beyond these, there is no other way."
Hearing the first option, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. There truly was no such thing as pies falling from the sky; these two methods were each harder than the last.
There was no need to mention the Heavenly Demon Clan. It was the strongest race in the Primeval Secret Realm, and the might of its imperial family shook the powerful experts of all hundred races.
Compared to the Heavenly Demon Clan, that Black Phoenix was only one person. Yet anyone capable of ambushing and gravely wounding the Phoenix Lord—her terrifying strength was easy to imagine.