Unconcerned with the struggle around him, Gold Horn stepped forward, drawing ever closer to the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Trident.
The moment he approached, a gentle voice came from within it.
"It seemed you were the only little fellow left who had completed three Nirvanas, comprehended the Law of Nirvana, and possessed a Nirvana body."
"Greetings, Senior!"
Gold Horn raised a hand in salute.
No matter how one looked at it, the being before him was an elder of the highest seniority!
At those words, waves of laughter rang out from the Phoenix-Wing Gilded Trident.
"No need for that. Since you are the only one, come with me. I fear you are the only one who can accomplish this matter."
"Me?"
Gold Horn arched a brow. He still did not fully understand the Phoenix Race's true scheme.
Yet since that was the case, he did not mind following this one.
After all, the Phoenix Lord had long since seen through his identity. If they truly intended to make a move, they could have done so from the very beginning.
There was no need to take such a great detour.
Of course, most importantly, this was merely one of his avatars.
Even if it perished, his true body would not suffer much damage.
Moreover, he was currently within the Phoenix Race.
If anything truly went wrong, even if the Phoenix Race publicized his identity, a great many demons would still refuse to believe it.
From every angle, the Phoenix Race currently had no excessive ill intent toward him.
The dragon and phoenix immediately followed the Dao Artifact to the central position atop the altar.
There was a blood pool here, though little precious blood remained within it.
Every drop of precious blood was crystalline and translucent, golden-red in color. At a single glance,