Silence, absolute silence.
The entirety of East Cloud Mountain was engulfed in an ice freeze, except for the peak with the phoenix tree, the dimension where Ji Feixue resided.
An Ice Phoenix hovered in the midst, quietly looking at the corpses of Xuan Birds scattered on the ground, without a roar, without a howl.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally turned her head to look at the Phoenix Ancestor.
"Ancestor... who is the enemy?" The voice was so calm it was chilling.
Phoenix Ancestor let out a soft sigh, with millions of years of longevity, they had long smoothed their heart to remain unflustered, accustomed to life and death, accustomed to despair...
However, when it was their own offspring in despair, there was still a bit of heartache. But telling the truth was impossible.
