Since things had reached the most critical juncture, it was time to unleash the third demon spirit.
The Sacred Blood Winged Wyrm.
The moment this demon spirit appeared, it smashed straight through the cage of ice walls. Nie Li's body swelled to several times its size, reaching seven or eight meters tall and completely dwarfing Ye Chong's Frost Dragon Beast in both height and bulk.
The Flameless Venerable shoved the two elders aside and slammed both palms onto the railing, disbelief filling his eyes. That was not merely a Sacred Blood Winged Wyrm-it actually had god-tier growth potential!
Long Tianming, who had been calmly drinking all this time, sprang to his feet. A mutated Dragon Blood Demon Spirit with god-tier growth potential-such a genius was enough to make him set aside his conflict with Situ Beiyan for the time being.
Long Tianming also intended to provoke him a little. He remarked that if Nie Li continued developing with such potential, he would certainly threaten Situ Beiyan's position as heir to the sect master.
But what he had not expected was that Situ Beiyan did not care about that at all. His rivalry with Long Tianming was about determining who was better suited to become the Feathered God Sect Master.
Situ Beiyan was more optimistic that Nie Li would become someone like their founding patriarch and lead the Feathered God Sect toward glory.
Long Tianming praised him, saying he had never expected Young Master Situ to be so selfless and public-spirited.
Of course, the sarcasm in those words also told Situ Beiyan that Long Tianming did not believe him at all.
But he had never expected Long Tianming to believe him anyway. The fellow's horizons were too narrow.
With the Sacred Blood Winged Wyrm empowering Nie Li, Ye Chong could barely