Allocation Sparks Public Outrage

Throughout heaven and earth, both inside and outside the Spirit Locking Tower, countless eyes were fixed intently on this scene.

Half an hour later, under Yu Qingxuan's gloomy gaze, the demonic dragon was finally melted away bit by bit by the flames on the Vermilion Bird's wings.

In less than a minute, the hundred-thousand-zhang demonic dragon was completely dissolved.

The Vermilion Bird's aura surged. Having devoured the demonic dragon's energy, it could now look down upon all things, even if the Gold Pavilion arrived.

Thus, only the sound of flames burning remained between heaven and earth. Everything else was silent.

The expression on Ling Miao's face had frozen, caught between laughter and tears, filled with terror. Even Yu Qingxuan clenched both fists tightly, her body trembling slightly with both rage and shock.

She could not believe that she had still failed despite making such thorough preparations.

Aboard the Vermilion Bird, Chen Mo took a deep breath. His gaze remained as cold and sharp as a blade as he stared at Yu Qingxuan and Nu Mou, who had just climbed up from the ground. When their gazes met, the chill seemed to lower the temperature of heaven and earth.

"Looks like I won this time. The losers should leave."

Chen Mo's calm voice made Yu Qingxuan, Nu Mou, and the remaining Water Pavilion members' expressions change. Yu Qingxuan immediately snapped in fury, "You want to take the Spiritual Source shares of the Water and Earth Pavilions?"

"You've got some nerve. Cough, cough. Can you bear the consequences? Cough, cough." Nu Mou coughed violently, his face filled with rage.

"I'm informing you: leave, or die."

Having already killed so many people, Chen Mo had gone all the way. With a wave of his hand, the Vermilion Bird beneath him flapped its wings,