Salena Carpenter felt the same way; her previous strength was completely unacknowledged by these sacred Phoenix spirits.
But this time, her transcendence beyond life and death was recognized by the Phoenix spirits within these ancient battlefields.
For an instant, those ancient fallen Phoenix conscious spirits saw a possibility.
They entrusted their power to this weak Hominini, reshaping Salena Carpenter's body with their Phoenix souls.
As countless Phoenix spirits entered her body, Salena Carpenter's aura surged upward.
The soul-stirring sound of a bright wind echoed across the entire Saint's World.
The sound pierced through the plane shackles, through the Saint's World, reaching every corner of the Divine Realm.
It was the sorrowful wail, for the Sacred Phoenix Clan ceased to exist from this day onward.
"One tribe falls, all creatures rise. But why resort to this? Everything ultimately has a set number. Is it worth betting all tribes, hoping for nonexistent sparks?"
