As soon as the Firebird appeared, it let out a clear cry and shot upwards into the sky.
Han Li took a deep breath, and a hand white as jade emerged from his sleeve.
His five fingers flexed and flicked continuously.
From his fingertips, streams of Five-Colored Cold Flames shot out one after another, disappearing in a flash. Each hit the golden Firebird, causing its radiant glow to diminish considerably.
All five cold flames struck the golden Firebird, making it emit a mournful cry. The golden flames retracted, immediately returning it to its original form—a golden-colored Spirit Pill.
The pill was thumb-sized, its surface densely imprinted with pill inscriptions, and adorned with a brilliant golden color. Considering its previous mystical transformation, it appeared quite wondrous.
"There can be no mistake; this pill is the Void Spirit Pill." Liu Shui'er exclaimed joyfully as the pill returned to its original shape, her beautiful eyes gleaming with delight.
