About a minute later, Luo Hao and Hiyoumaru had completely left Kyoto.
Only after confirming that they were safe did Phoenix lift Feather of Dust's influence over the three gods. Maintaining an effect on their brains for so long was no small burden on Phoenix as well.
When Sun Wukong and the other two regained consciousness, they immediately realized something was wrong.
Only Phoenix was left before them.
"Beauty, where did the other two beauties go?" As far as Zhu Ganglie was concerned, the other two had vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Idiot, be careful!"
Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing seemed to have noticed something amiss, their eyes constantly scanning their surroundings.
"..."
Phoenix ignored Zhu Ganglie. In her eyes, they were about to return to mythology anyway, so there was no need to explain anything.
Phoenix floated in midair, her hands raised before her chest. A double-edged Divine Sword formed from golden light like blazing flames appeared in her grasp.
The Divine Sword stood before Phoenix's chest, carrying a power that even True Gods feared.
Along the edges of the golden Divine Sword burned a flame-like crimson glow.
At the same time, an incomparably enormous divine crimson kite wreathed in flames appeared behind Phoenix.
It seemed to merge with this world's time and space.
"Quick! Stop her! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Watching Phoenix's movements, Sun Wukong's eyelids twitched incessantly. He sensed the danger of death. He... everyone here would die...
No, they would return to mythology.
But that was not what Sun Wukong wanted. He had only just escaped his seal and had not even begun his revenge. He absolutely could not return to mythology like this.
But... it was already too late.
"The divine is the ultimate of transformation, wondrous in all things