The Vermilion Bird, as vast as a constellation, one could see the radiance of its flames interweaving in the pitch-black firmament.
The firebird that filled the Void soared past, presenting a stunning vista in the North Dipper Divine Land, as if the blazing sun had reemerged in the sky, transforming into such a fiery Vermilion Bird!
The Destructive Dark Insects were incinerated into ash, and the terrifying insect lairs now bore gigantic cavities.
Zhu Minglang trod through the fire of the Vermilion Bird across the dim Void, witnessing the golden Divine Breath on the body of the Destruction God Hua Chou vanish, only to be replaced by a terrible Evil Dark Breath, resembling a Fallen Dark Buddha bringing pestilence to the whole world.
Malice, brutality, suffering, resentment—Zhu Minglang roughly understood how these Destructive Dark Insects came to flourish.
Zhu Minglang, brandishing his sword fire ablaze like a splendid comet, fiercely slashed at the heinous aura of Hua Chou.
