Tonight, the sunshine was brilliant, with clouds giving way to clear skies.
Not only had the rain failed to intensify, it had stopped.
Zi Shou was a little puzzled. Weren't summoning clouds and bringing rain under the Heavenly Emperor and the dragon race's jurisdiction?
Were they really so spineless that a single slash of his sword had stopped the rain?
That couldn't be right!
As Zi Shou pondered, a flash of fire seemed to streak across the horizon.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck-"
An old hen laying an egg?
Zi Shou looked up toward the sound and froze.
The fiery light illuminated almost all of Phoenix Mountain. As clouds and mist rose, the flames gradually faded, revealing an enormous figure. A fiery-red bird soared through the air, sporting dazzling scarlet tail feathers and long, slender plumes. A phoenix, perhaps?
"Cluck, cluck, cluck-"
But no matter how he listened, that cry sounded like an old hen laying an egg.
As though clutching a life-saving straw, You Hun cried out, "Your Majesty is wise indeed! The clouds have parted to reveal the sun! A phoenix has come to pay homage! A phoenix cries on Phoenix Mountain!"
A phoenix cries on Phoenix Mountain?
That did seem to be what was happening.
Although its cry sounded rather like an old hen laying an egg, what old hen could fly through the sky?
Besides, none of them had ever heard a phoenix cry. Perhaps that really was how they sounded?
Mei Bo looked utterly incredulous. Their ancestor Cheng Tang had been born through the Dark Phoenix, and Great Shang revered the phoenix, ruler of all birds, as its guardian deity. Didn't this mean His Majesty's Fengshan Sacrifice had received their ancestor's approval?
He had just called the thunderstorm a clear warning from their ancestors, only for those