The moment the three spoke up, the heart of the Red-clothed Cultivator, previously filled with panic, finally calmed down a little, and he was no longer as uneasy as before.
He glanced at the swiftly approaching Phoenix, a sinister smile stretching across his lips.
"Boy, I want to see how you plan to kill me. If you truly kill me here, that is my fate. But if you fail, you'll become a stepping stone for our further progress. Today, we'll trade your life for our advancement. Let's see how powerful you really are."
After the Red-clothed Cultivator let out a cold laugh, he tilted his head up, and in an instant, his body transformed into a blood-red figure.
Like an Asura emerging from Hell.
"Roar..."
A roar like that of a Fierce Beast bellowed from the mouth of the Red-clothed Cultivator, and his expression and body shifted repeatedly.
Cracking sounds from bones followed by sudden changes echoed from within his body, resounding continuously.
