Golden-red flames rose from beneath Jiang Mingyuan's feet, spiraling upward along his body like fire serpents and enfolding him entirely in a blazing sea of fire.
The next moment, a piercing phoenix cry pierced the firmament. A pair of huge phoenix wings suddenly unfolded from behind Jiang Mingyuan. With a gentle flap of his wings, his figure rose into the air like a burning meteor, shooting straight into midair.
The golden-red flames encasing his entire body suddenly burst outward in all directions. That pair of phoenix wings flapped gently, steadily lifting Jiang Mingyuan into midair.
A portion of the golden-red flames did not dissipate, but instead coiled around his body as if endowed with life, making him look as though he wore silk and satin.
Behind the back of Jiang Mingyuan's head, a scarlet ring slowly emerged, exuding an indistinct demonic aura. A cascade of red hair fell across his shoulders. His head tilted slightly downward, looking down upon the crowd below.
The Emerald Swan and the Evil Fire Phoenix flapped their wings, circling him on his left and right.
The most heart-stopping sight of all was the three rows of blood-red soul rings rising slowly from beneath his feet.
Wu Changkong felt a sudden tightening in his heart.
How is this possible-these soul rings!
Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Zhang Yangzi, and Wang Jinxi all instinctively swallowed hard. Jiang Mingyuan's soul ring configuration had still been normal last semester, so how had it turned into red soul rings this semester?
The newcomer Xu Xiaoyan rolled her eyes directly and nearly passed out on the spot. If Xie Xie hadn't casually reached out and pulled her, she truly would have made a fool of herself.
Soon, Wu Changkong reacted-those were not 100,000-year soul rings, at least not possessing the aura that