Zhao Fu sensed his surroundings, his purpose still the same: to see whether this place was suitable for constructing a magic formation.
This place differed somewhat from the others. Most places contained almost nothing but flames, yet here stood such an enormous fire parasol tree.
This parasol tree was no ordinary parasol tree. It contained powerful fire attributes and possessed immense immortal power; it should have become an Immortal Parasol Tree.
Zhao Fu had not fought the Immortal Fire Phoenix merely for the sake of battle. He had also intended to seize this place.
After finishing his sensing, Zhao Fu opened his eyes again, but the result was still rather disappointing.
Originally, with the Immortal Parasol Tree here, the space had been stable and the laws not chaotic, making it suitable for constructing a magic formation.
However, because of the Immortal Fire Phoenix's move, Burn the Eight Wastelands, the void here had been destroyed once again. It might take centuries to recover. Zhao Fu could not wait that long and could only abandon this place.
Still, this gave Zhao Fu at least a sliver of hope. There were places within the Forbidden Land where a magic formation could be set up. Once it was completed, vast amounts of immortal qi could be poured into the Heaven Realm, allowing it to undergo a transformation.
Several clanging sounds rang out as the chains binding the Immortal Fire Phoenix loosened, retracting automatically into the void.
Countless flames surged from the Immortal Fire Phoenix's body, continuously gathering together to form a woman with flame-colored hair, flame-colored eyes, an exquisitely beautiful face, and a seductive figure, with only a few feathers covering her vital areas.
"Master!"
The Immortal Fire Phoenix fearfully bowed to Zhao Fu. She was still somewhat afraid of Zhao Fu's cold, emotionless