"What?!"
"H-How is this possible?!"
"Even my Chaos Demon Saint Heaven-Shaking Roar couldn't harm him?! That bastard looks completely unscathed..."
The Ancient Devil Saint stared fixedly at Lin Feng.
His face and eyes were filled with utter disbelief!
Before finding Lin Feng, he had been brimming with confidence.
After devouring three supreme geniuses, his strength had soared, and his realm had already reached the Venerable Peak Realm.
He had believed that, within this Ancient Battlefield, he was the one and only king.
With his Venerable Peak Realm cultivation, the Ancient Devil Saint had been certain he could easily slay Lin Feng!
Yet cruel reality had dealt the Ancient Devil Saint a heavy blow.
This fellow named Lin Feng had actually withstood it!
"Wait, those fiery red wings behind him... could they be?"
At that moment, the Ancient Devil Saint's pupils abruptly contracted.
His heart shook violently, and he found it utterly inconceivable.
With his knowledge, he knew exactly what those fiery red wings represented. Behind Lin Feng, the phantom of a Vermilion Bird faintly emerged!
This was... the Vermilion Bird Phenomenon, one of the Four Saints Phenomena of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!
How could this fellow have cultivated the Vermilion Bird Phenomenon? If he remembered correctly, one needed to reach the Great Ability Realm to learn it—or at least the Venerable Peak Realm!
The Ancient Devil Saint found it absurd beyond belief.
At this moment, the Vermilion Bird phantom behind Lin Feng was immensely majestic, as though a true sacred beast had descended upon this place. An incomparably holy pressure swept through everything, affecting even the Ancient Devil Saint!
The Ancient Demon Race had once proclaimed itself the foremost race across the myriad heavens and worlds, unmatched by any—but sacred beasts could still suppress them!
The Ancient Devil Saint