The Phoenix that struck forward immediately sent a chill through the red-clothed cultivator's heart; he only felt a cold murderous aura enveloping his chest.
Moreover, the incense burner that flew from Ye Feng made the red-clothed cultivator's eyes widen suddenly.
From the moment the incense burner appeared, the red-clothed cultivator felt an incomparably overwhelming pressure.
This pressure was not just the weight of life and death, but a rule that was depriving him of life itself.
As these two pressures simultaneously appeared, the red-clothed cultivator realized that his distance from death had been drastically shortened once more.
With the light emanating from the incense burner growing larger, he felt the earth-shattering power radiating from the Phoenix.
A sense of urgency overwhelmed the red-clothed cultivator, his face turning pale instantly.
His body also started trembling.
When all these phenomena began to emerge from the red-clothed cultivator, his throat went dry.
