Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

At this moment, Zhuque and the others were speechless because of the Fire Qilin's behavior.

They hadn't expected the Fire Qilin to be so brave.

He dared to make a move even when facing dozens of Grand Luo Golden Immortals, and even one Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

But since the Fire Qilin has made its move, they won't say anything more.

Although the Phoenix Clan wanted to maintain some dignity for the Qilin Clan, this was by no means a reason to allow the Fire Qilin to run rampant over them.

Whatever the reason, the Fire Qilin is doomed to die today.

No one can save them!

Without hesitation, Zhuque unleashed her full power as a Primordial Golden Immortal, causing countless bursts of Southern Bright Fire to erupt around her.

In an instant, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in an endless sea of ​​fire.

The next second, countless Southern Ming Fires crashed down on the Fire Qilin.

However, upon seeing this, the Fire Qilin was not alarmed but delighted, laughing loudly: "Vermilion Bird, don't you know that I am the Fire Qilin?! I want to see whether your Southern Bright Fire is more powerful, or my Qilin True Fire is superior!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire qilin suddenly spewed out raging flames from its mouth. These flames were the purest and most yang qilin true fire within its body!

In the blink of an eye, these real flames gathered into a huge fireball, tens of millions of feet in diameter!

The scene was utterly devastating.

From a distance, the fireball looked like a miniature sun, radiating dazzling light and exuding a chillingly high temperature, as if it could burn everything in the world to ashes.

Without further ado, the Fire Qilin unleashed its terrifying Qilin True Fire, directly confronting the Vermilion Bird's Southern Bright Fire.

The next second, the two most ferocious divine flames in the world collided with a deafening roar.

The intense heat caused countless trees and plants in the surrounding area to vanish instantly.

Even the land quickly dried up and cracked under the scorching heat.

But soon, a deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

A body engulfed in flames and blackened by the fire was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, occasionally twitching.

Not long after, there was no further movement.

And above the void.

The unharmed Vermilion Bird stared speechlessly at the Fire Qilin below, which was now completely still.

After a long pause, he slowly uttered a sentence.

"No way, is he an idiot?"

At the same time, the black Qilin in the Qilin Ancestral Land suddenly changed its expression and stood up abruptly.

"How could this be? The fortune of our Qilin clan has actually declined?!"

After some deduction, Mo Qilin's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself in disbelief.

"How is this possible? The Fire Qilin has perished? Or rather, it fell at the hands of the Phoenix Clan?!"

Time flies, and ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the vast and boundless East China Sea, the waves surge and the spray rolls, as if it is rushing about without stopping.

The bodies of the dead floated on the sea, turning the once azure waters a blood-red color.

Yuan Feng stood on the cloud, her gaze cold as she stared at the dragon formation before her, seemingly having long since lost patience.

He then immediately summoned his magical artifact.

It was a divine staff formed from a sacred tree. The staff was entirely emerald green, crystal clear, and looked as if it were carved from jade.

The staff was covered with countless divine patterns and phoenix sculptures, shimmering with a faint but unsettling light.

The moment it appeared, it unleashed an unparalleled pressure, causing the seawater to surge and creating towering waves.

Even the space within hundreds of millions of light-years around was constantly trembling.

This is the Phoenix Clan's most precious treasure, the Phoenix Staff.

Like the Ancestral Dragon Pearl of the Dragon Clan, it is also an object that carries the condensed fortune of the Phoenix Clan, although its power is not as great as that of a Primordial Treasure.

However, with the blessing of good fortune, it is by no means much weaker.

When Zhulong saw this magical treasure, his heart tightened and a bad premonition arose.

Just then, Yuan Feng made a move.

She held the Phoenix Staff and floated gently above the Dragon Clan's grand formation.

He suddenly pointed the phoenix staff downwards.

"Click!!"

With a cracking sound, the dragon clan's already crumbling formation shattered instantly.

Once the great formation was broken, the dragon race's fortune began to decline sharply.

"puff!"

Suddenly, countless powerful dragons in the Dragon Palace trembled violently. The next second, they all coughed up blood and their faces turned pale.

Seeing that the clan's great formation had been broken, Zhulong's face showed helplessness and weariness.

Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you to come back this time!

After a sigh, Zhulong slowly rose and appeared on the surface of the East Sea, facing Yuanfeng from afar.

"Yuan Feng, I am the one who killed Jin Feng. I know you came here for me too. Today I would like to ask you, does the emperor of your Phoenix Clan dare to fight me one-on-one?!"

Looking at the Candle Dragon before her, Yuan Feng's usually icy face suddenly flashed with a surge of murderous intent.

"Release my Phoenix Clan members, and I will grant your wish. Otherwise, I don't know how many of your Dragon Clan members will survive today!!"

After hearing Yuan Feng's words, Zhu Long pondered for a moment before replying in a deep voice, "Alright, but your Phoenix Clan must not attack any other members of my Dragon Clan!"

Yuan Feng didn't hesitate at all and immediately agreed: "Okay!"

If possible, Yuan Feng would not want to wage a full-scale war against the Dragon Clan; killing one Zhulong would be enough.

Otherwise, even if their Phoenix Clan wins, many of their members will likely perish.

Subsequently, Zhulong ordered his men to remove all the restrictions placed on the Phoenix Clan members he had previously captured.

Before long, these Phoenix Clan's Great Luo Golden Immortals regained their cultivation and hurriedly returned to their clansmen.

However, the look in his eyes when he looked at the dragons still carried an undisguised hatred and ruthlessness.

Zhulong didn't pay attention to the gazes of the Phoenix Clan members in front of him. After releasing the twenty-odd Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Phoenix Clan, he also turned his gaze to Yuan Feng.

"I've kept my promise to you, and I hope you, Yuan Feng, can keep yours too!!"

Yuan Feng sneered and said slowly, "Don't worry, I have the magnanimity! But that's not something you should be thinking about. What you should be thinking about is how to pay for the death of the Golden Phoenix of my clan!"

Having said that, Yuan Feng activated the Phoenix Staff in her hand, directly condensing a monstrous divine light, and launched it towards Zhulong with a thunderous roar.

Zhulong was prepared and quickly activated his magical treasure for defense.

However, after just one glance, Zhulong's expression changed drastically, and a faint blush could be seen on his face.

Then, in the next second, Zhulong's magical treasure and he himself were instantly thrown away.

After all, the Phoenix Staff is different from ordinary innate spiritual treasures. It contains the fortune of the entire Phoenix Clan, and to contend with it is equivalent to facing the entire Phoenix Clan directly.

But the divine light of the Phoenix Staff did not diminish and continued to move towards the Candle Dragon.

However, in the next second, Yuan Feng suddenly frowned.

It was only because two more figures appeared in front of Zhulong.