While Zheng Fan and Lucemon were gripped by unease, a ball of fire flew in from the horizon and slammed into the Space Passage through which Angemon had descended. The passage shattered, and a dying phoenix fell helplessly from it.
After the Space Passage shattered, Angemon, reduced to nothing but a head, seemed to rally in one final burst of life. He wanted to say something, but the flames on the phoenix's body scorched the surrounding world. Zheng Fan and Lucemon put all their strength into protecting themselves, and after three furious roars, Angemon turned to ash. His data core was also burned to ashes. Even a Digimon could never return to this world once its Digicore had been destroyed.
Zheng Fan was astonished by the phoenix's sudden appearance. What surprised him was that, despite being a Digimon, this phoenix looked exactly like the divine phoenix he knew. Zheng Fan had even seen a phoenix before. Had he not sensed the aura of a Digimon coming from Phoenixmon, he would certainly have mistaken one for the other.
"Hey, Zheng Fan, the wounds on Phoenixmon's body should be from battle, right? I don't know much about that sort of thing. Take a look," Lucemon said.
At Lucemon's prompting, Zheng Fan hurriedly examined Phoenixmon and discovered wounds all over the Digimon's body. Aside from the marks on the face, which must have come from the collision with the Space Passage just now, the injuries on the belly and wings were sword wounds. The wounds on the claws were distorted and carried a strong spatial aura. They seemed to have been caused by a desperate struggle inside the Space Passage. The disheveled phoenix feathers had also been torn apart inside it.
"Lucemon, I want to save Phoenixmon. Can you help me?" Zheng Fan