45: Flame Ball

A divine Vermilion Bird, several hundred meters long with a wingspan of thousands of meters, appeared before everyone as the red light pillar vanished.

“Is this the Legendary divine beast, the Vermilion Bird?”

The beastmen stared up at the colossal, fiery red bird in the sky, their eyes somewhat dazed, clearly terrified at this moment.

“Wouldn’t it be like stepping on an ant if it stepped on us?”

Mu Linxue’s side clearly hadn’t expected Yang Qianhun to be so powerful as to directly summon the divine beast Vermilion Bird; their eyes could no longer be described by shock, but rather by reverence for the divine beast.

Waves of ancient, primordial aura, the mystery of the deep cosmos, and the profoundness of the supreme Dao emanated from the Vermilion Bird in an indescribable form.

The entire sky was dyed red by the Vermilion Bird’s flames, like blood, and a suppressive aura continuously fell from the sky.

“It’s only the third day, and he can summon something of this level. What’s the point of playing anymore?”

“This thing could probably crush us with one foot, right? Just looking at it, I feel like my whole body is about to explode.”

“This is absolutely ridiculous; it’s beyond absurd. Let’s get out of here quickly.”

“Did Yang Qianhun draw this thing from the heavenly dao roulette? What’s the point of us playing? Let’s just go home and raise pigs.”

“I never expected to run into such a cheat; I’m afraid this time we’re in big trouble.”

“Just now, merely touching the flame energy waves emanating from the magic array killed nearly one-eighth of our warriors. Now the Vermilion Bird is out; what hope do we have?”

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“Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if Yang Qianhun reached Spirit Practitioner Level, or even Spirit Master, he couldn’t possibly summon the divine beast Vermilion Bird, unless this one in front of us is fake.”

Dragon Man Zhen Yi looked up at the Vermilion Bird, shaking his head in disbelief, his body trembling slightly.

Even the three Ironclad Dragons beside him were prostrate on the ground, not daring to look up at the Vermilion Bird.

And that Flame Dragon Beast seemed to be bearing immense pressure, its eyes somewhat bloodshot, looking up at the Vermilion Bird, its face already somewhat contorted.

However, Dragon Man Zhen Yi was half right; with Yang Qianhun’s current strength, he naturally couldn’t summon the true form of the Vermilion Bird.

But he would never guess, even if it killed him, that what was summoned before him was a phantom of the Vermilion Bird, yet it was as substantial as reality, so it couldn’t be considered fake.

“No, I can’t hold on much longer. Destroy them, Vermilion Bird.”

Yang Qianhun’s face was calm, but at this moment, a dizzying sensation continuously assailed his mind from all directions; a slight slip, and he might faint and collapse to the ground.

A strong will continuously supported his body, with the sole purpose of summoning the Vermilion Bird to attack and annihilate the enemy.

Originally, the Vermilion Bird was Yang Qianhun’s important trump card, generally not used lightly.

Because summoning the Vermilion Bird phantom with his current strength not only required a huge expenditure of spiritual power, but it would also be difficult to fully unleash the Vermilion Bird phantom’s power.

However, at present, Huang Zhong, Gao Shun, as well as Arthur, Charlotte, Kuang Tie, and others were all injured; even with Mu Linxue’s recovery spiritual skill, they couldn’t recover to 100% of their state, at most only sixty to seventy percent.

Furthermore, after the battle with the Black Scaled Python, their spiritual power had been mostly depleted, with very little left.

And on Dragon Man Zhen Er’s side, there were many people, and it was unknown what trump cards they were hiding.

If he rashly started a battle with them, Yang Qianhun feared heavy losses on his side, so he directly initiated the attack.

It would be best if they could all be killed; even if not, the opponents would probably be close to it.

At that time, Huang Zhong and the others could go up to finish them off, and they wouldn’t suffer a disadvantage.

This was also why Yang Qianhun risked his life to use his trump card: the Vermilion Bird Feather.

Whoosh...

The Vermilion Bird in the sky merely flapped its enormous wings once, and an incomparably terrifying aura instantly locked onto Dragon Man Zhen Yi’s side.

Immediately, fierce winds howled, flames filled the sky, and the blood-colored sky grew increasingly dark.

The next second, countless fireballs condensed in the sky—one, two... ten... a hundred... a thousand...

Dense and numerous...

They fell like meteors towards Dragon Man Zhen Yi’s side.

“Everyone scatter! Defend with all your might!”

Facing the dense fireballs in the sky, Dragon Man Zhen Yi looked up and roared.

Although he had had a thought of rushing towards Yang Qianhun and the others.

In a melee, even if the Vermilion Bird attacked, it would inevitably injure Yang Qianhun’s side by mistake.

But at this moment, the falling speed of the fireballs had exceeded his imagination; it was too late to either attack or retreat.

In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived above them; in just one breath, they would all smash down on them.

“Dragon Blood Awakening.”

At this critical moment, Dragon Man Zhen Yi directly activated his spiritual skill: Dragon Blood Awakening, and spiritual power surged out from his entire body.

His muscles bulged high, his entire body seemed to swell by a factor of two, and blood-red lines covered his whole body.

A red spherical light shield instantly enveloped him, faintly emanating powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

At this moment, his strength directly broke through to Spiritual Knight Ninth Rank, intending to withstand the Vermilion Bird’s fireballs head-on.

And his increase in strength also benefited the Flame Dragon Beast, whose strength directly broke through to Lingzhe First Rank.

Flames blazed on the Flame Dragon Beast’s legs; it intended to use the spiritual skill: Extreme Shadow Flame Kick, to attack as a defense.

The next second...

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

Boom... rumble... boom... rumble... boom... rumble...

Countless fireballs collided with Dragon Man Zhen Yi’s side, producing impact sounds, followed by explosion sounds generated by the impacts.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

Accompanied by continuous screams, the area where Dragon Man Zhen Yi was located became filled with thick smoke and flashing fire.

In an instant, all seven hundred-plus people were engulfed in fire and thick smoke.

There were also deafening explosions, and terrifying heat waves spread outwards from the explosion site.

Dragon Man Zhen Yi and the others seemed to be undergoing a bombardment, wave after wave.

Thick smoke continuously rose, and the firelight became even more dazzling.

......

Meanwhile, on Yang Qianhun’s side.

“Everyone, retreat, stay far away from them, to avoid being affected if they are bombed by flames.”

Yang Qianhun endured the dizziness and slowly said.

“This is a rejuvenation pill; you should recover first.”

Mu Linxue took out her last five rejuvenation pills and gave them to Yang Qianhun, saying with concern.

“Thank you.”

Yang Qianhun didn’t hesitate, directly putting the five rejuvenation pills into his mouth, and the dizziness in his mind eased somewhat.

Everyone retreated a hundred meters, staring intently at the shocking scene before them.

As the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, countless fireballs slammed into Dragon Man Zhen Yi’s side as if they were free.

The scene was extremely tragic, and the methods were extremely cruel.

Watching it, Yang Qianhun’s side felt very relieved and satisfied.

As Yang Qianhun retrieved the Vermilion Bird Feather into his spatial bag, the Vermilion Bird phantom above gradually faded until it disappeared.