Putting down the cup, Lu Sheng raised his eyes and quietly looked at Duan Fang, who was behind Bai Ze.
"Compared to my original estimate, it's much faster. It looks like the source of everything is you, right? "
Under his gaze, Duan Fang felt as if his body was being roasted by a ball of fire. When the other's gaze swept over him, his body would heat up and turn red, as if he had been branded by a soldering iron.
He couldn't help but take a step back, trying to hide more of his body behind Bai Ze.
"Interesting little fellow." Lu Sheng smiled.
His words were tantamount to admitting the questions of Bai Ze and the other demon gods.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly changed. Waves of powerful primordial spirit presences of the demon gods rose from their bodies.
The small hall could not withstand the clash of presences of so many demon gods.
Cracks appeared on the surrounding walls, the ceiling, and the ceiling.
With Bai Ze in the lead, the dangerous gazes of the demon gods gathered on Lu Sheng, but he seemed to not feel it.
Yu Xuan's expression was shocked, but she didn't dare to move. Even though she was a demon god, she didn't dare to act rashly in this stalemate. Otherwise, if she wasn't careful, the presences that were being drawn in would instantly smash into her.
The presences of so many demon gods were enough to severely injure her in an instant.
But compared to the physical shock, the mental shock was even more difficult for her to accept.
She looked dazedly at Lu Sheng, completely unsure of what expression to use to face him. This bloodline clansman that she had brought up from the lower realm had caused such a great disaster.
Yu Xuan's mind was in a whirl. The scene of her examining Lu Sheng's bloodline kept replaying in her mind.
The image of the pure-blooded Vermillion Bird in the inheritance mirror was definitely not fake.
But … but … how was she to explain the scene before her?
Who was he!? What identity did he have?? What the hell was going on?
Yu Xuan felt all sorts of questions in her mind.
Like her, the surrounding Vermillion Bird clansmen were also in a state of shock and astonishment.
Xiao Ning trembled and fell to the ground. She looked at Lu Sheng, who looked calm and composed in the distance. She felt that this man had never been like this before, making her feel unfamiliar and dangerous.
"What should we do now?" asked a demon god behind Bai Ze. His name was Mu Xu, and he was the strongest of the Yao Immortals who had just joined. He was a true upper-grade Golden Immortal with incredible battle prowess.
Bai Ze was expressionless as he scanned the surroundings with his Essence Spirit, trying to find any possible ambush. But perhaps because they arrived too quickly, the other party didn't even have time to react.
This Vermilion Bird Palace didn't pose any threat at all.
"Tell me, who are you? Why are you doing this? "Bai Ze stared at Lu Sheng and asked coldly.
He and Ying Zhao were best friends, and now, it was very likely that this good friend had died in the hands of this mysterious person.
It was already extremely rare for him to be able to restrain his anger and not immediately make a move.
"Why would you do that?" Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows. His handsome face still had a strange sense of beauty, as if he didn't panic at all at the scene in front of him.
"You killed Ying Zhao and controlled so many Yao Immortals of the Demon Court. What are your intentions!? "Bai Ze said coldly.
"Why are you still talking nonsense with him? Let's cripple him first. Destroy his body and search his soul." Kun Peng sneered.
From his point of view, this was simply a farce.
Lu Sheng's gaze swept past Kun Peng, Bai Ze, Duanfang, and Mu Xu, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Do it!" When Bai Ze saw that smile, he instantly couldn't control his emotions. He raised his hand, and a white moon-like array disc appeared in his palm.
The Essence Spirits of the Yao Immortals all activated their respective magic treasures. Beams of colorful light shot up into the sky, and an enormous amount of distorted energy exploded in the hall like muffled thunder.
"Kill!"
Mu Xu, who was behind Bai Ze, raised his wooden hammer magic treasure and was about to turn into smoke and rush toward Lu Sheng.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a muffled sound spread in the hall.
Yu Xuan paled and couldn't help but take a few steps back. She covered her mouth and stared in shock at the scene before her.
She wasn't the only one. The rest of the Vermillion Bird Clan was the same. Their expressions of terror turned into deep shock and astonishment.
Bai Ze had only taken a few steps when several magic treasures of different shapes appeared beside him, trapping him within.
He blocked a slashing long knife and looked back. The three of them, including Kun Peng and Duanfang, were all surrounded by Mu Xu and the other Yao Immortals. Beams of magic and treasure light formed arrays that surrounded them.
Dozens of attacks fell on Kun Peng, catching him off guard. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with shock and anger.
"Now, it's time to get rid of the final obstacle." Lu Sheng stood up and looked straight at Bai Ze. He still wore the same smile on his face.
He left his seat and slowly walked toward the three who were surrounded.
His pace was slow, even leisurely.
Bai Ze, Kun Peng, and Duanfang were so upset that they wanted to vomit blood. The power of the Yao Immortals they brought seemed to be united. Every time they attacked, their demonic energy would disperse. There was no way they could fight them head-on.
If it weren't for Kun Peng's nearly endless demonic energy and the power of a Demi-Sage's rules, the three of them would have been captured the moment they attacked.
Mu Xu's face was expressionless. Tendrils wriggled out of his seven orifices. He joined forces with more than twenty Yao Immortals. Treasure light and magic blended together, turning into beams of light that fought against Bai Ze and Kun Peng.
Their powers seemed to have merged into one, and they were incomparably powerful.
Lu Sheng slowly walked up to Duanfang and looked at the youth who was paralyzed with fear.
"I heard that you once tasted the strongest flame in the world?"
Duanfang's eyes were filled with fear.
Lu Sheng didn't care about his condition and asked softly.
"Then, tell me, what is the strongest flame in the world?"
"It's … it's the True Sun Fire …!!" Duanfang's voice trembled. Facing this human-shaped Yao, who didn't look very tall, the pressure and fear in his heart almost reached a limit.
"True Sun Fire?" Lu Sheng laughed. "Soon, it won't be …"
"What … what do you mean!?" Duanfang asked in a trembling voice. He wanted to back away from Lu Sheng, but it was useless. His body seemed to be fixed by something, and his legs were weak and powerless. He couldn't leave at all.
Lu Sheng reached out a hand, and a white flame slowly burned on the tip of his index finger. The flame was so bright and blinding that it surpassed the concept of white. It was more like a ball of light, a ball of extremely bright light.
The flame on his index finger slowly moved toward Duanfang's forehead. An extreme sense of unease and danger welled up in the youth's heart.
He began to struggle and twist madly, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop Lu Sheng's finger from approaching.
"Feel it."
The white flame lightly stabbed toward Duanfang's forehead.
"Whoosh!!"
In an instant, a golden line shot out from outside the hall and stabbed toward Lu Sheng's index finger with unparalleled speed.
"Poof!!"
The golden line and the white flame instantly collided, and both disappeared at the same time.
The smile on Lu Sheng's face disappeared. He turned around, no longer looking at Duanfang, but in the direction of the golden line.
That was the entrance to the hall.
At this time, a tall, handsome man with long hair was standing there quietly. There was a golden-red symbol between his eyebrows, and the golden feather robe he wore was not conventional at all. Instead, it gave off a noble and dignified aura.
The man held a black staff in one hand, and slowly lowered his other hand. Golden sparks could still be seen on his fingertips, dancing around his palm like living things.
"So it's Your Majesty Di Jun." Lu Sheng retracted his finger. "This is the first time we've met. You can call me Lu Sheng, or you can call me Vermillion Bird King."
Di Jun's palm moved slightly, and a large ball of True Sun Fire spread out behind him.
"Take him!"
His eyes flashed gold, and he retreated. In an instant, a large number of Yao Court soldiers surged through the gaps on his sides.
The entire Yao Court paused for a moment. In the sky above the countless palaces, a round stone plate slowly appeared. On it were dots of secret symbols that looked like starlight.
Tens of millions of Yao soldiers surrounded the entire Vermillion Bird Palace. With the support of the He Tu and Luo Shu array, they charged into the palace.
Golden sparks flashed in the air. Di Jun appeared outside the Vermillion Bird Palace with Kun Peng, Bai Ze, and Duanfang. They stared coldly at the surrounded palace.
"Change the heavens and earth." Di Jun reached out his hand, and the illusory image of a book slowly appeared in his palm. The book slowly flipped open. As the pages turned, there was a faint rustling sound.
The array above the Vermillion Bird Palace instantly changed drastically. An equally large book slowly appeared above the palace.
"All things destroyed!" Di Jun clenched his hand, and golden sparks exploded from his hand.
"Crack …"
Golden cracks began to appear in the center of the Vermillion Bird Palace. The space there seemed to be unable to withstand the double pressure of the array and True Sun Fire, and it began to shatter.
Inside the palace.
Under the effect of the array, countless Yao soldiers ignited with golden flames. They roared and turned into flaming Golden Crows that charged towards Lu Sheng in the middle of the palace.
But before they could get close, a white light suddenly rose from behind Lu Sheng.
"Heavenly Fire extinguishes, all directions evaporate …"
Lu Sheng slowly closed his eyes. Countless scarlet lines climbed up his cheeks.
"Vermillion Bird!!"
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. Endless white light exploded with him as the center.
In the depths of the white light, an extremely large Vermillion Bird slowly opened its eyes. "Roar!!!"
Countless white-gold flames that could destroy everything rushed in all directions like a tsunami.
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On the ground.
The Witch Race.
The Candle Dragon held onto his walking stick and stood on the dry ground. He suddenly looked up at the sky.
"What is that …!!?" His expression changed slightly as he stared at the strange scene that suddenly appeared in the sky.
The entire Demon Court's palace complex in the sky was currently surrounded by an incomparably huge white firebird.
The Yao Court was burning.
The golden and white flames intertwined and burned crazily.
That white flaming bird looked like …
"That's … the Vermillion Bird?" The Candle Dragon subconsciously tightened his grip on his walking stick.
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