Roar!
Amidst the rolling white mist, two defiant cries suddenly resounded. A three-zhang Flame Fire Eagle and a two-zhang Flame Fire Eagle intertwined, soaring skyward.
At this moment, the rhythmic hammering from all forging rooms within the Forging Workshop abruptly ceased, and all Blacksmiths widened their eyes, showing disbelief on their faces.
The next moment.
Everyone, as if by instinct, put down their hammers and rushed outside in haste.
They saw a massive fiery bird illusion spiraling upwards within a pillar of white light. Each flap of its crimson wings stirred up waves of heat, and its fierce screeches even made the continuous half-month drizzle shy away, retreating a few paces.
A clear space emerged around the enormous fiery bird, allowing long-lost sunlight to pour down.
