Divine blood and great poison are separated by a mere hair's breadth; the Fire Phoenix Clan chose the latter. While the Hundred Clans of Heaven are all tirelessly pursuing the footsteps of the spiritual beings, the towering majesty of these beings is not so easily attained.
Even among them lies great peril, reversing their divine blood, the Fire Phoenix Clan has already cut off their own retreat. The essence of the bloodline within their bodies has been turned inside out, even if they were to be captured by exotic tribes, what would there be to fear? For they considered themselves already dead.
In a corner of the secret realm, a group of people watched everything before them, struggling to maintain their composure.
"Brother Luo Qing, why has my Fire Phoenix Clan come to such a fate?" Feng'er's eyes welled with tears, her voice choked with emotion.