Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
In the phoenix’s nest, two men faced one another, both excited.
“Why does this atmosphere feel a little strange?” Li Qingshan scratched his head.
“Stop wasting time. Accept this power properly. Try not to die!”
Feng Xiwu waved both hands, and his sleeves flew through the air. Wutong branches that resembled scarlet bronze extended over from all directions of the phoenix’s nest, wrapping around Li Qingshan layer open layer and weaving a cocoon.
“Come! I won’t die!” Li Qingshan understood what Feng Xiwu was trying to do and was invigorated.
“Go!” Feng Xiwu called out. The divine wutong tree’s roots that penetrated deep into the magma began absorbing the flames of the earth furiously, converting it into extremely pure fire spiritual qi. Some of the smaller and thinner roots were unable to withstand such tremendous flames of the earth, so they were directly reduced to ash, but he did not care.
After ten thousand years of waiting, he finally saw a sliver of hope. He no longer cared about anything. He had already done so much, so what was wrong with doing a little more?
The divine wutong tree shook violently, and Feng Xiwu’s figure blurred. Every single branch lit up with scarlet-red light, injecting into Li Qingshan’s body like a blood transfusion; this was the most pure fire spiritual qi.
In that moment, Li Qingshan felt like he was about to explode, but he felt no fear or dread, only surprise and joy. Only a tree of nature like the divine wutong tree was capable of something like this, and this opportunity would never arise a second time.
He circulated the Phoenix’s Scripture of Nirvāṇa, and the phoenix wings extended to their limit. They were unprecedentedly magnificent and dazzling, flowing with balls of fire. Then he embraced the phoenix’s embryo in his arms firmly, communicating with the bit of consciousness within the embryo.
Possessing self-awareness was a good thing, but if this bit of consciousness resisted Li Qingshan’s assistance, that would instead become a bad thing. But fortunately, perhaps because of his
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