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Screee-!
The sacred bird's cry of pain tore through the sky!
Sacred flames scorched and danced along the willow tendrils, yet left only uneven scorch marks and wisps of smoke on their azure-gold surfaces. Most of the branches continued burrowing deeper-a vivid testament to their terrifying resistance to ice and fire.
A sweet, bloody taste surged into Xue Shiming's throat, and he gave a muffled grunt.
Ning Zhongtian's gaze sharpened. He raised his palm and pressed down on empty air.
[Fifth Soul Skill · Holy Tower Annihilation Blast]
The phantom of the Holy Light Glazed Tower became a gentle yet magnificent streak of rainbow light, silently flowing into the sacred flames surging around Swan Goose.
In an instant, a miraculous transformation occurred!
The leaping, churning, fiercely burning flames of light suddenly collapsed inward and condensed, as though cast into the heart of an invisible furnace.
Under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's supreme power of conversion, the very essence of those sacred flames was forcibly reshaped. They shed their restless, fiery form and became a glazed slurry, half liquid and half solid.
Viscous and heavy, its color like flowing molten gold, it carried an oppressive sacred might that made hearts tremble as it coursed over, spread across, and coated the golden feathers of Swan Goose's outstretched wings.
It was as though the radiant sacred bird had been clad in sacred heavy armor cast from molten glaze-indestructible, yet immensely heavy.
At that moment, energy and matter mingled uncannily in the form of glaze.
Sss, sss, sss-
The azure-gold willow tendrils piercing so fearlessly forward abruptly touched that flowing slurry of destruction, and dazzling golden-red flames instantly erupted.
The terrifying heat and incomparable viscosity within the glazed slurry