Countless cultivators in Yang'an City looked up at that moment. The enormous purple divine bird swept over their heads like a colorful cloud. They did not know what kind of bird it was, but they could tell that this Spirit Beast was extraordinary, strikingly similar to the ancient phoenixes of legend. Its purple feathers were magnificent yet elegant, shimmering with hazy rainbow light as though it had descended from the ninth heaven.
The pressure of the Deity Transformation Stage filled everyone with fear. None dared to overstep in the slightest, afraid of disturbing the divine bird in the sky and bringing catastrophe upon themselves.
Only a handful of cultivators heard that casually spoken "just passing through." They could clearly see the figure standing upon the divine bird's back, clad in a black cloak patterned with red clouds. Who else could it be but Akatsuki?
"Just passing through, yet it made the millions of cultivators in Yang'an City act as if they were facing a great enemy. In all the Southern Bright Continent, what other faction would dare to be so arrogant?" Lin Fan stared at the receding figure for a long while, unable to compose himself.
He did not know which divine envoy of Akatsuki had appeared just now, but anyone capable of standing atop such a terrifying Spirit Beast could not possibly be weaker than the Deity Transformation Stage. Akatsuki had kept a low profile over the years, but who could truly ignore such a frightening existence?
Only ten years had passed, yet this organization, once a lowly group merely hopping about in the Land of Fire, had grown into something that struck fear throughout the entire Southern Bright Continent. In the battle seven years ago, so many factions across the continent had joined forces to wipe them out