Ten Thousand Rosy Dawn Lights surrounded the Phoenix, their glasslike colors illuminating heaven and earth with an air of nobility and untamed defiance.
The Phoenix Carriage drawn by the Phoenix bore all manner of intricate golden patterns. Richly embroidered curtains hung from it, their silken tassels dancing in the wind.
Wave after wave of overwhelming pressure spilled from the Phoenix and its carriage.
Below, the people of the Cloud Sect watched the Phoenix Carriage in the sky, an involuntary dread rising in their hearts.
The Phoenix Carriage looked truly terrifying. A single cry from the Phoenix was more than they could bear.
Chen Meiren looked at the Phoenix Carriage in the sky, his gaze evasive.
"The Phoenix Race..." Du Pingsheng's eyes flickered as he watched the Phoenix Carriage in the sky.
Su Mo turned toward Du Pingsheng and asked, "What is the Phoenix Race?"
"The sovereigns of the Demon Realm," Du Pingsheng answered with a frown.
The Demon Realm... Confusion appeared on Su Mo's face. He only knew that the First Realm was the Underworld, the realm of the Great Calamity.
The Second Realm was the Spirit Realm, the realm of the Mysterious Maiden.
The Tenth Realm was the Divine Realm, while the Ninth Realm seemed to have no name.
Even people from the Upper Realm only called it the "Ninth Realm" when they came to the Lower Realm.
As for the other realms, he knew none of their specific names.
Much less did he know which numbered realm the Demon Realm was.
The Phoenix Carriage in the sky seemed to be merely passing through. It did not linger above the Cloud Sect and soon departed toward the horizon.
As the Phoenix Carriage left, Chen Meiren quietly let out a light breath.
"Why would people from the Demon Realm come