Just then, a Soul Beast shaped like a flaming phoenix came streaking through the southern sky. Flames blazed around it, yet a length of orange-red vine lay wrapped at its center. Everyone recognized it at a glance as the form taken by the Phoenix Immortal Saint King.
Her arrival unquestionably added a sharper air of menace to the scene.
The Phoenix Immortal Saint King looked down upon them all and said unhurriedly, "Elder Qing, a single death amounts to nothing in this boundless world of Soul Beasts. What surprises me, however, is that your so-called Holy Maiden could kill Falling Star Vine with only Level 40 Soul Power. With strength like that, what will she become if she continues to grow?"
If a Level 40 Soul Master could kill a twenty-thousand-year-old Soul Beast, wouldn't she be able to challenge a fifty-thousand-year-old True King tier Soul Beast upon reaching Level 60? What would happen when she reached seven, eight, or nine rings?
Their lives and fortunes were at stake; they had no choice but to consider it! Once again, just as at the ceremony, a fierce sense of crisis swept over them. The two incidents had come far too close together.
Just then, a bright moon suddenly appeared in the sky. In broad daylight, the sight seemed both illusory and real, leaving everyone awestruck.
The next instant, the white light dispersed, revealing a woman's true appearance.
"Feng Xian, those words of yours rather surprised me." A gentle, clear voice rang out as Aunt Yue slowly appeared, her robes white as snow and her eyes shimmering with light.
Her voice carried a measure of composure as she continued, "You normally hold yourself above everyone else. Why have you begun concerning yourself with such trifles today? What a rare sight indeed."
Listening nearby,