Blazing flames erupted from Wang Lan's body, the fire behind him even taking the shape of phoenix wings. The vibrant Phoenix Tail Flower shimmered on Wang Lan's forehead, and the bright red eyeshadow added a touch of androgynous, exotic charm.
Seeing Wang Lan in this state, Sang Guo's mocking gaze vanished, his expression instantly turning grave.
"Phoenix Form? What relation do you have to the Flame Emperor?"
Wang Lan gave a cold laugh but said nothing as the color of the Sword of Light in his hand turned red under the Phoenix Form.
With a flash, he vanished from Sang Guo's view.
Wang Lan's speed was like a streak of light, but to Sang Guo, it was merely adequate. Sang Guo's blade was instantly covered in a layer of thunder, and he too disappeared.
Echoes of slicing through the air filled the void, a moment of stillness marked by the clash of the two.
