The enormous phoenix formed by countless black birds rushed towards Bai Feiqing with overwhelming force.
Surrounded by the very birds he had raised, Bai Feiqing's temples throbbed as he laughed out of sheer anger, "I really underestimated you, girl. It seems Tian Duanjiang's dark fate wasn't unjustified."
Bai Feiqing bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto his folding fan.
Then he threw the fan.
The fan spun in the air, rapidly transforming into a massive barrier that blocked all the black birds.
Seeing this, Qu Hongling called upon the Phoenix Slaying Sword.
The young girl brought her hands together, holding the Phoenix Slaying Sword between her palms, and silently chanted, "Slash!"
The black birds, which had been surging like a tide, suddenly retracted their wings and feathers, shockingly morphing into a colossal black sword that charged straight toward the folding fan barrier.
