She naturally recognized Zi Yan, and never expected that this Dragon Emperor would possess such formidable strength.
On the side of the Soul Clan, the smile on Hun Yu's face finally faded somewhat.
He looked at Zi Yan, his gaze flickering, wondering what he was thinking.
The Soul Clan powerhouses behind him also wore grave expressions, hurriedly urging their Dou Qi to resist the dragon might pervading the air.
The duration of Zi Yan's released pressure was not long, lasting merely a dozen breaths.
Yet for those of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, those dozen breaths felt as long as a century.
Finally, Zi Yan let out a cold snort and slowly reined in her aura.
That overwhelming pressure receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace.
"Hah..."
Those members of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan felt a heavy burden lifted, gasping for breath in large mouthfuls.
Feng Qing'er turned pale, her legs weak, and she nearly failed to stand steady. She raised her head and looked at Zi Yan, her eyes filled with humiliation and hatred.
Zi Yan did not even spare her a glance, turning instead to walk back to Liu Bai. She wrapped her arms around his arm and said with a chuckle, "Xiao Bai, those mangy birds are too weak. They can't even withstand this Dragon Emperor's pressure. It's no fun."
Liu Bai laughed in amusement, reaching out to ruffle her hair.
"No need to rush. Once the matter of the Bodhi Ancient Tree is settled, we'll head to the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan and resolve yesterday's business."
Zi Yan's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously. "Okay!"
She was dying to go pack up those mangy birds sooner, but since Xiao Bai had said after the Bodhi Ancient Tree, she would just endure a little