บท 1057: Heaven's Burial

Purple—noble and elegant—filled the Phoenixes' ancestral land.

"This... This is impossible!" Feng Xinxiao's voice was somewhat hysterical. The scene in front of him had exceeded his imagination. This purple light had suppressed the radiance of the stars, becoming the only color in this world. He understood that his plan to target the Peacemaking Sect had failed before it could be carried out. The potential that Ou Yangming had displayed was too great. His bloodline had never been seen before in the history of the Phoenixes.

In other words, he was the greatest person in the history of the Phoenixes.

This was enough to become Ou Yangming's greatest trump card and reliance. Even the phoenix powerhouses who were biased against him would have a subversive change in their thoughts at this moment.

How far could Ou Yangming, who possessed such Bloodline Power, go in the end? No one could say for sure.