As the firebird departed, Master Roshi stood there with a sorrowful look in his eyes, watching it leave.

"Sigh!" As he moved away, a heavy sigh came from behind him. By the time Wan'er noticed something was wrong and turned around, the Turtle Immortal had already disappeared.

“This is it,” Firebird suddenly stopped after walking for a while. There was nothing special in front of it, but when Firebird turned around, its eyes seemed even redder.

As they spun around, Mo Tian and Wan'er quickly felt that the surrounding air seemed to have become warmer.

When they turned around again, a red light flashed before their eyes, and the scene suddenly changed; a large red net appeared in front of them.

A red feather flew forward, and with a "rip!" the net tore open! A white staircase appeared before them, leading forward.

"Come with me." With that, the firebird casually tossed its hand and took the lead.

"Let's go." Mo Tian, ​​whose expression gradually became serious, still held Wan'er's hand, turned around and said a single word before following behind the firebird.

They continued forward, and the surroundings remained unchanged, except that the temperature was higher. Beads of sweat began to appear on Mo Tian and Wan'er's noses, and the surroundings became increasingly humid and stuffy.

"Where is this? Lord Firebird, wait a moment." In the blink of an eye, Firebird had vanished without a trace, and Mo Tian's expression turned somewhat grim.

"Catch up!" Wan'er felt a sudden pang of panic and quickened her pace. After walking about 50 meters through the white passage, a ball of red fire appeared at the end of the road. Above the flames, a firebird was flapping its wings and dancing gracefully. The flames ignited its wings, creating a poignant and beautiful sight.

"Lord Firebird!" Releasing Wan'er's hand, Mo Tian rushed over, but a blue light reached the edge of the flames only to be met with a huge heat wave that pushed him back.

The flames rose straight up in a circle, enveloping the firebird's form.

"Lord Ling, let Firebird do one last thing for you." Firebird spoke with some panting, and his face began to show signs of burning, but one could clearly hear a sense of relief in his tone.

"Lord Firebird, what are you doing?" Mo Tian shook his head and sighed, trying to find another way to pull Firebird out of the trapped flames.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!" Firebird roared with all his might. Now, he was engulfed in flames and fell helplessly to the ground, his head held high, like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

"My lord!" Knowing that he was powerless to help, Mo Tian cried out in sorrow.

"My lord!" Wan'er felt the pain deeply and stared at everything with a tense expression. She tightly gripped Mo Tian's arm with one hand, and clear tears were already streaming down her face.

Although she did not know Firebird, Wan'er knew from Mo Tian's words and actions that Firebird must be an extraordinary person, and naturally felt pity for him.

"Don't grieve for me." The firebird's voice echoed through the air. "My time has come. I don't want to waste my last wisp of soul. To be able to contribute my meager strength as a Spirit Lord is the honor of my life. My memories will be given to you..."

The flames hissed! The firebird's face gradually blurred, but it remained fearless. Its body began to spin, faster and faster, smaller and smaller...

A subtle fragrance wafted over.

Finally, the flames gradually disappeared, the firebird vanished, and only two exceptionally bright feathers remained in the air. The feathers shimmered with fluorescent light and circled in front of Wan'er and Mo Tian.

With a "whoosh," the word flew into the other person's forehead and disappeared...

Suddenly, I felt a wave of dizziness, and after a moment of swaying, a strange scene appeared before my eyes...