Elsewhere, within the Star River Cosmos, an immensely grand palace complex stood within a magnificent star system. At the heart of the complex towered a phoenix statue.
The phoenix statue was entirely crimson, looking incomparably majestic, extraordinarily beautiful, yet without lacking in grace.
"Third Young Master is passing through! Everyone, move aside!"
At that moment, a voice rang throughout the entire palace complex. The next instant, a crimson carriage slowly approached from the distant horizon. Hitched before it was a strange beast with a single horn on its head and blue flames blazing all over its body.
"Gasp! A True Immortal Realm One-Horned Sacred Venerable is pulling the carriage. Just what sort of figure is inside?"
At the sight, passersby along the road drew sharp breaths, their faces filled with horror. Clearly, they had been thoroughly shocked.
"You don't know this? This is Third Young Master's carriage. Third Young Master is the Grand Elder's third son, lost for many years. Now that he has been found, the Grand Elder treasures him like a fragile jewel in his palm, fears he will melt if held in his mouth—there's no telling how dearly he dotes on him."
"It could be said that so long as something exists between heaven and earth, if Third Young Master asks for it, there is nothing he cannot obtain."
Someone explained, and upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd was once again stunned, drawing breath after breath of cold air.
The Grand Elder—he was the spiritual pillar of their Phoenix clan, the origin of the entire Phoenix clan, and the strongest among them.
He ruled over the entire Phoenix clan. Even in the whole Star River Cosmos, he was a mighty being standing at the very pinnacle.
As the Grand Elder's third son, that status was terrifyingly lofty.