Last Breath

Standing up, Feng Shen dusted himself off, a sly snicker escaping his lips. His expression was one of amusement.

He began to walk toward the Ancestor and the Phoenix, both of whom now looked far less formidable.

Their once-mighty flames were now flickering faintly, dying out like the embers of a once-raging fire.

"Ah~ such a pity," Feng Shen drawled, his tone dripping with mock sympathy. "If only I had been stronger earlier... I could've played with you both properly."

He shook his head, clicking his tongue. "But alas, here we are, and I must be like this…"

Dark Qi began to seep out of Feng Shen, oozing like a sinister fog that tainted everything it touched. The energy coiled and writhed around him.

The ground beneath his feet darkened and cracked, unable to withstand the weight of the energy.

Suddenly, both of Feng Shen's arms began to shift. The dark Qi poured out more intensely, enveloping his limbs entirely.