Little Green froze at those words. That was right-even someone who had ascended could not claim absolute certainty of shattering a Phoenix Egg with a single sword strike. How had A Jiu, who had only been in the Foundation Establishment Realm then, managed it?
Just who was A Jiu?!
Little Green could not help recalling the Palace within the rift between the Dustless Continent and the Azure Realm. A Goddess Statue had appeared there, and Little Green had exchanged a few brief words with her.
Little Green had tried to probe Su Jiu's identity through that conversation, but the Goddess Statue's words had remained ambiguous throughout. In the end, Little Green had failed to get the desired answer, learning only that A Jiu came from above and seemed to have an immensely powerful background. Nothing more could be gleaned.
But... as the Vermilion Bird had said, could an ordinary Reincarnated Immortal shatter a Phoenix Egg with one sword strike?
Seeing Little Green remain silent for so long, the Vermilion Bird suddenly laughed. "It seems you don't know your master's identity either. Still, judging by that expression, I'm beginning to believe she really could shatter a Phoenix Egg with a single strike."
With that, the Vermilion Bird circled Little Green again. "In that case, I really ought to thank your little master."
Black demonic qi churned around Little Green, bringing an intense sense of discomfort.
"Your little master was among that group just now, wasn't she?"
Little Green raised its head. "So you really are conscious."
"Of course I am. Ever since you entered this Palace, everything you've done, every action you've taken, has been within my perception."
The Vermilion Bird rolled its eyes and crouched behind Little Green, saying unhurriedly, "Let me guess. Your little master must be one of