"Squeak squeak!"
"Squeak!"
A faintly pitiful screech echoed in the magma.
The Fire Phoenix cursed in her heart upon seeing this, "Burn! Burn as much as you can!"
"It would be best if you burn to death, you greedy little thing!"
Back in the day, Shen Wen'an slew Feng Changyou of Celestial Sandalwood Mountain and seized a crimson feather from him.
After obtaining this feather, the Fire Phoenix, relying on the aura of Nirvana Fire it possessed, expended a great deal of energy to cultivate three strands of golden-red Nirvana Fire.
The reason the Celestial Capital Grass Sword Insect never gave up chasing after her was something the Fire Phoenix vaguely understood; the little creature must have sensed the aura of Nirvana Fire within her.
To get rid of the insect, she reluctantly released one strand.
In the golden-red flames, the body of the Celestial Capital Grass Sword Insect was already covered in cracks from the burning of the Nirvana Fire!
