Fifteen minutes later, Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his finger.
Li Hongzhao remained motionless, with a blazing aura rising around her.
It was as if she was slowly approaching a pool of magma; her aura grew increasingly intense.
The air seemed to warp under the heat.
In the distorted air, a phoenix faintly appeared.
A phoenix as tall as two people, elegant and magnificent, hovered above her head, as high as the ceiling of the room.
A majestic aura soared into the sky, as if overlooking everything.
Chu Zhiyuan felt an inexplicable urge to kneel down.
A dragon's roar suddenly echoed in his mind.
As soon as the Dragon Thought emerged, all illusions vanished instantly, and his body felt light and free.
He smiled slightly, realizing that the Phoenix Divine Palm was indeed the most suitable for Li Hongzhao.
It perfectly matched the Phoenix Bloodline, easily harnessing its power, thereby unleashing its might.
