Flames roared, staining a vast stretch of sky crimson.
The flying city officially named the Imperial City, but more often called the Imperial Capital or even the Divine Capital, looked as though it had been engulfed in fire.
The golden glazed tiles that had once symbolized the inviolable majesty of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the white paving stones in the streets, had all turned scarlet in the firelight. At the sight, Di Cangqiong could not help recalling events from many years ago.
Back then, he had only been in the True Person Realm. He had followed Di Yihai in launching a coup, wielding the butcher's blade against the imperial clansmen and ministers who refused to submit. For ten days, the blood on the streets of the Divine Capital had never dried.
The color was much the same as it was now...
No! How could I lose focus at a time like this?
He snapped back to his senses and was horrified to realize he had let his mind wander in the middle of a fierce battle.
With his cultivation, even a mountain collapsing before his eyes should not have distracted him in the slightest.
That momentary lapse could only mean Bi Lingkong's divine might had shaken him so badly that he had lost control of his mind.
That bird has grown this powerful?!
Cold sweat poured down Di Cangqiong's back.
He had thought that after years of arduous cultivation of the Blood Firmament Divine Art, he could at least hold out against Bi Lingkong for a while, even if he could not defeat her. Yet after all these years apart, the gulf between them was wider than it had been in their last encounter!
Last time, he had at least fought bitterly for over a thousand moves before being