The Spirit Clan could indeed use their Clan Marks to boost their fighting strength, but the alliance forces who had come to launch this surprise attack were no pushovers. After a brief moment of disarray, they steadied their footing and brought out their finest skills.
Facing Ling Yuan, the Pill Tower Ancestor summoned a torrent of pills from his Storage Ring. These rare pills, each at least seventh-grade, dissolved into a stream of medicinal essence before him. He opened his mouth and drew it in. His cheeks bulged, and the Dou Qi he had spent was replenished in an instant.
As the medicinal fragrance around him grew richer, the Pill Tower Ancestor extended his translucent, soft, smooth hands and, with a posture that looked slightly off-balance, caught Ling Yuan's strike.
The Pill Tower Ancestor's sudden burst of power startled even his ally Qing Lin. The emerald light that had begun to shine in her eyes dimmed again under her control.
"Roar!"
An enraged dragon cry erupted from Zi Yan's throat. Violet-gold light blazed across her enormous dragon body, swiftly repairing her damaged scales. Even as she fought, her aura climbed higher and higher, and she grew fiercer with every exchange!
Her massive dragon claw slammed down at Ling Xuanmo. He caught the blow, only to discover flames igniting across Zi Yan's body.
"The flames of a Heavenly Demon Phoenix? How?"
The Spirit Clan had remained holed up in the Spirit Realm all this time. With their internal affairs still unsettled, they had shown no interest in looking beyond it, so Ling Xuanmo had never learned that Zi Yan had obtained the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit.
This new Dragon Emperor, whom he had never met, had given Ling Xuanmo quite a shock.
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