Qin Qianluo, Yao Guang, Ling Wei, and Ling Xue stood not far away, subconsciously raising their hands to shield their eyes from the intense light that almost burned them.
But their eyes were fixed on the fireball, not daring to look away for a moment, for fear of missing any crucial moment.
Qin Qianluo's palms were already covered in sweat. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this unknown change would bring a good result.
Ling Wei bit her lower lip tightly, a hint of worry in her eyes. She was concerned that this powerful force might bring unexpected dangers.
Ling Xue paced back and forth, muttering to herself, trying to ease her inner tension.
Just when they were about to be blinded by the bright light and their eyes were sore.
A clear and melodious phoenix cry, like heavenly music, suddenly rang out from the shattered fireball.
The phoenix's cry was clear and resonant, carrying vibrant life and boundless power. It instantly pierced through the entire space and lingered in everyone's ears for a long time.
The voice seemed to possess a magical power, filling the previously tense and uneasy crowd with a strange joy and peace of mind.
Immediately afterwards, the fireball seemed to be completely torn apart by an invisible force, and countless fragments fell down like snowflakes.
These fragments shimmered with strange light as they fell, some as red as fire, others as golden as the sun. They intertwined, as if performing a grand closing ceremony.
But once they touch the ground, they vanish instantly without leaving a trace, as if they were illusory beings that have simply returned to nothingness.
As the intense light subsided slightly, everyone slowly lowered their hands to shield themselves and looked closely.
In the center of that interplay of light and shadow, a fiery red phoenix stood majestically, its wings outstretched.
Its body radiates a soft and warm halo, and its feathers are like clusters of burning flames, each one shimmering with a lively luster.
As it sways gently with its movements, it seems to be telling an ancient and mysterious story.
The phoenix crown was dazzling, with the gemstones inlaid in it radiating a mesmerizing glow. Its bright, piercing eyes revealed an innate majesty and nobility.
It gently fluttered its wings, stirring up a breeze that seemed to carry an air of hope.
Yao Guang stood quietly to the side, her eyes glistening with tears of excitement, which appeared particularly crystalline in the light.
She gazed at the phoenix reborn from the ashes with immense relief, and murmured to herself, "Finally, we made it through..."
Her voice trembled slightly, filled with感慨 about the hardships of the past and the joy of the new life before her.
In the space where light mingled, Yao Guang's soft murmur, filled with complex emotions, was like a gentle feather.
Silently dissipating into the air filled with strange light, Qin Qianluo was completely unaware of it.
At this moment, her entire mind was captivated by the phoenix reborn from the ashes before her. Her eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyun, as if she were under a spell.
As Qin Qianluo gazed at Feng Qingyun, who radiated dazzling light, her doubts grew thicker and thicker. A strong intuition surged within her, indicating that Feng Qingyun was far more than just an ordinary system.
She never ventured into the fantasy worlds created by novels, but common sense told her that a normal system upgrade would never cause such a sensational commotion.
What secrets lie behind this grand scene and mysterious process?
Countless guesses flashed through her mind, but each one seemed shrouded in mist, making it difficult to grasp the truth.
Inside the space, Qin Qianluo, Ling Wei, Ling Xue, and Yao Guang unconsciously formed a semicircle, holding their breath and staring nervously at Feng Qingyun.
Their eyes sparkled with anticipation for the unknown, and also with trepidation about the answers that were about to be revealed.
Just as they were eagerly anticipating Feng Qingyun's crucial upgrade, the world outside the space suddenly and unexpectedly underwent a dramatic change.
The sky, which was originally as blue as a gemstone and so clear that not a single impurity could be seen, was now gone.
It was as if an invisible yet incredibly powerful hand had instantly ripped away a huge black curtain, which instantly turned so gloomy it seemed about to collapse.
A heavy, oppressive atmosphere filled the air, making one feel suffocated and unable to breathe, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping one's throat.
Immediately afterwards, thick bolts of lightning, like angry silver snakes, tore through the sky with their claws outstretched.
With a deafening roar that seemed to shatter the heavens and earth, it slashed wildly at a mountain peak on the outskirts of Beijing one after another.
Each flash of lightning illuminated the sky as if it were daytime.
The intense light even illuminated the outlines of distant mountains, but then quickly plunged into a thick, inky darkness, as if in a life-or-death struggle between light and darkness.
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