The smoke and dust cleared, and Wang Feng was suspended in mid-air, overlooking the devastation below.

The once prosperous Lanyang City is now reduced to ruins, with a few high-rise buildings that have not completely collapsed standing crookedly like tombstones in the turbid sea water.

Car wreckage and furniture fragments rise and fall with the waves, and occasionally you can see a few signs with "Lanyang Welcome You" printed on them floating on the water.

“.”

Wang Feng sighed softly, and the characteristics of his dragon transformation gradually faded away.

He raised his hand to catch a falling charred document, and the paper turned to ashes at his fingertips.

"Anyway, the residents have evacuated." He murmured to himself as if to comfort himself, but suddenly frowned, "Wait--"

"What should we do with Lanyang's core?"

The vast spiritual power poured out like a tide, instantly covering the entire sea of ​​ruins.

The underwater steel and concrete, and the broken magic pipes were all clearly visible in the spiritual vision.

"Fortunately, the entrance is fine."

A silver light flashed, and Wang Feng was already in the center of Lanyang - a huge natural cave space.

Although an imperial-level battle broke out above, the rock layer tens of meters thick protected this place well.

In the entire inner earth space, all the defensive restrictions set up by the Lanyang family have been destroyed, and various formation runes are scattered all over the ground.

But the structure of the Earth's core itself has not been damaged. The stalactites at the top of the cave are still dripping, and the geothermal hot springs are still gurgling.

"Let it be destroyed, I don't have to do anything about it."

Wang Feng stepped into the center of Lanyang. The moist rocks under his feet glowed with a faint blue light, and the air was filled with a strong scent of water elements.

The structure here is very similar to the Holy Spring in Bo City. Both are naturally formed holy places for cultivation. They can accelerate the concentration of magic power of the mage and even increase the success rate of breaking through bottlenecks.

However, for Wang Feng, who has already stepped into the realm of forbidden spells, this level of energy concentration is just like slightly warmer spring water.

He jumped into the central pool, and the cold water instantly wrapped around his whole body, but soon, as he dived deeper, the water temperature gradually rose.

At first, the pool mouth was narrow, only allowing one person to pass through. But as one went deeper, the surrounding rock walls gradually expanded to both sides, and the view suddenly became clear.

How can this be called just a small pond?

The world in front of me suddenly expanded, as if I was in a vast underground ocean.

The towering rock walls stretch out like the spine of a giant dragon, winding into the dark depths beyond the sight.

Luminous algae grow at the bottom of the water, and the faint blue fluorescence flickers in the darkness, like stars dotting the night sky.

As we continued to dive, the surrounding rock walls began to converge inward, eventually forming a huge lava pool at depth.

The liquid in the pool is not ordinary water, but a boiling red slurry, like boiling magma, constantly rolling and gushing, releasing astonishing heat.

The entire pool was reflected in red, and the boundary between water and fire became blurred here. Hot steam rose in the water, forming a hazy mist.

The most shocking thing is the feathers covering the bottom of the pool.

They are not ordinary feathers, each one emits a blazing light, like flowing lava.

As the water flows, the feathers sway gently, rising and falling slowly as if they were alive.

The smallest down is the size of an adult's palm, while the primary feathers in the center of the pool are as big as banana leaves, showing gorgeous colors such as emerald red, sapphire red, sunset red, and purple moon red. They are so dazzling and beautiful that they are breathtaking.

"The remaining feather of the Holy Vermillion Bird..."

He slowly reached out and picked up a floating feather.

Even through the magic barrier, the scorching temperature still made his palms slightly hot.

The patterns on the feathers are delicate and ancient, and each pattern looks like an engraving of flame, containing the pure power of the fire element.

"Hope you're still here."

Wang Feng whispered softly, and his voice echoed in the silent space inside the earth.

He slowly raised his hand, and a milky white star track appeared behind him, and soft light flowed out from his palm - this was a healing magic that had not been used for a long time.

"Replication of healing."

A familiar feeling of warmth surged into my heart, and a milky white halo spread like ripples, gently covering the holy feathers at the bottom of the pool.

In an instant, those fiery red feathers trembled slightly, as if responding to his call.

[Soul of Suzaku]: (Sealed) Can only be unsealed after signing a contract.

"It's done!"

His eyes flashed, and he handed the fourth contract position in the spiritual universe to Shengyu Suzaku without hesitation.

In an instant, the originally dormant Suzaku soul suddenly awakened, and a raging fire ignited in his spiritual world!

“Clang!!”

A clear cry resounded through the soul, and in the blazing flames, a huge figure spread its wings - the wings covered the sky and the sun, and every feather was burning with an eternal holy fire, just like the Lord of the Feathers had descended, majestic and sacred!

But the next second.

"Chiu~"

Wang Feng: “.”

In the spiritual world, the originally majestic Vermillion Bird's soul had transformed into a palm-sized red-gold bird with fluffy feathers and round eyes. It tilted its head to look at him and even jumped twice.

“.”

Wang Feng was silent for a moment, then held his forehead and sighed: "Forget it, I should have thought of it earlier."

Qinglong was a little dragon when he was young, Baihu was a kitten when he made the contract, and Xuanwu was even just a little turtle when he just woke up. Now Suzaku has turned into a little chick, which doesn't seem to be a surprise.

He skillfully took out a commander-level spirit from the space vessel and shook it between his fingertips.

"Chirp!" The little chicken Suzaku's eyes suddenly lit up, and it flew over with its little wings flapping. It swallowed the essence in one gulp, then burped in satisfaction, and sprayed out a small flame.

Like its second brother (White Tiger) and third brother (Black Tortoise), the well-fed little guy curled up into a fur ball and fell asleep in Wang Feng's contract space.

".Okay, another one to raise."

Wang Feng shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"If Suzaku wants to truly be resurrected, he needs an egg that can hold him..."

"How about resuscitating the Chongming Bird and letting it hatch an egg with the Moon Moth Phoenix?"

…

After completing the gathering of Suzaku's soul, Wang Feng continued to dive down to the bottom of the pool. The scene here was completely different from that above.

The rocky crust at the bottom of the pool presents a primitive and rugged beauty, with countless cracks of varying sizes spreading like the veins of the earth, from alley-like crevices to huge canyon-like fissures.

As he went deeper, a hot breath rushed towards him.

Extending the sight downwards, a red light like the rising sun on the horizon is revealed deeper in the ground. It is a magnificent arc of light, as if it is the dawn of the underworld.

At the bottom is a huge cavity, comparable in size to a city. The elliptical red dome is like a sky curtain, covering this mysterious space.

And in the center of this splendor, the core of the earth fire quietly emits its light like a little sun.

"Well, it's a waste to keep it. Take it away!"

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(End of this chapter)