At this moment.
The city walls of Heavenly Phoenix Palace were shrouded in deathly silence.
Everyone understood the meaning behind the fall of the Phoenix Dharma.
"It's over…"
Chi Fu Dragon Lord looked at the scattered lantern lights, his face pale.
Even though the papery snow sun on the heavenly peak burst, within mere moments, the entire Heavenly Phoenix Palace was covered in a layer of frost and snow.
This piercing cold was something he hadn't felt for hundreds of years, chilling to the bone, reaching straight to the Heart Lake.
"Master...defeated?"
Wu Jiu stepped back two paces.
He couldn't believe it.
His master...the strongest who had ruled over the Demon Country for three hundred years, could actually lose?
"Lord Daoist has won."
On the other side.
The expressions of the Venerable Wu Gou from the Paperman Sect were much more composed.
Cheng Er extended his palm, feeling the cold papery snow falling all around them, and calmly stated the outcome.
