A dozen or so giants of the Xuanhuang Heaven appeared, ascending to the heavens, quickly reaching the pinnacle of Xuanhuang Heaven.
This is a place beyond the reach of ordinary people, from here, one could overlook the entire Xuanhuang Heaven, with all living beings beneath their feet.
And at this moment.
Massive gray vortices spun with a thunderous roar, exuding an overwhelming aura that could crush all heavens, numbering more than thirty!
Vaguely visible, in the depths of each vortex was a figure, seemingly deliberately hiding their form, making it hard to see clearly.
"My fellow Daoists, descending upon our Xuanhuang Heaven with such a grand display, may I ask for what purpose?"
One of the giants of Xuanhuang Heaven asked.
"We want someone."
An old man surrounded by flames walked out from a gray vortex, wearing a loose black robe, with the illusory shadow of a soaring Phoenix manifesting outside his body, radiant, ancient, and sacred.
"Phoenix Race?"
