105: Chapter 105 Wow! Phoenix!

The faces of Shen Yuanshan and the other two turned pale. They pushed the spiritual energy in their bodies to the limit, struggling to stabilize their forms so they wouldn't be swept away by the energy storm.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

As the dust settled, the three of them climbed out of the ruins, covered in dust and looking extremely pathetic.

But they didn't care about that; their eyes were fixed on the direction where the streak of fire had fallen.

There had originally been a peak several hundred feet high.

Now, the peak had completely vanished, replaced by a massive crater.

The crater was nearly a thousand feet wide and a hundred feet deep. The walls of the pit were as smooth as a mirror, with a faint crimson light flowing across them.

At the bottom of the pit, a mass of blazing fire was burning.

The flames were a brilliant reddish-gold, dazzlingly bright and emitting a heart-palpitating heat that caused the very air to twist and distort.

And in the very center of that fire—

There was a faint silhouette of a figure.

"What is that?"

Shen Yuanhe swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Shen Yuanshan didn't answer. He just stared intently at the figure at the bottom of the pit, his eyes filled with shock.

It was a bird.

No, it wasn't an ordinary bird!

It was nearly thirty feet large, its entire body covered in reddish-gold feathers. Every single feather was like a burning flame, emitting a radiant light.

Its tail feathers were long and elegant, swaying gently in the Void Realm and leaving behind trails of reddish-gold sparks.

"A Pho... Phoenix?!"

Shen Yuanhe's eyes widened, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg. He was completely stunned.

Shen Yuanshan wasn't much better; his body was stiff, and the expression on his face was a sight to behold.

Even though Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin was usually cold and taciturn, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air at this moment.

A Phoenix!

That was a legendary Divine Beast!

An existence that stood at the very peak of the Yao Race, equal to a True Dragon!

Rumor had it that Phoenixes had long been extinct, and no traces of True Dragons or Phoenixes remained in the world.

But right before their eyes—

A living Phoenix had crashed right in front of them!

"It's... it's injured."

Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin was the first to regain his senses, his gaze landing on the Phoenix's body.

Though the Phoenix's feathers were radiant, a closer look revealed many were broken, charred, or had even fallen out, exposing the bloody flesh beneath.

Its left wing was twisted at a bizarre angle; the bone was clearly broken.

Blood gurgled from the wounds and dripped onto the bottom of the pit, making a 'hissing' sound as it burned small holes into the ground.

Although its aura was terrifying, it was very unstable. It was clearly severely injured.

"The heavenly fire falling... did it fall from the sky?"

Shen Yuanhe swallowed, his voice sounding a bit hollow.

Shen Yuanshan's brow was furrowed as his gaze swept back and forth over the Phoenix.

How could a Phoenix fall from the heavens?

And how did it get so badly injured?

Who could have wounded it?

Right then—

The Phoenix at the bottom of the pit suddenly moved.

It struggled to stand up, but the injury to its left wing was too severe. Just as it propped itself up halfway, it collapsed heavily back to the ground, letting out a low, mournful cry.

That mournful cry was filled with pain, exhaustion, and a hint of unmistakable terror.

It raised its head, its reddish-gold vertical pupils sweeping over the three people at the edge of the crater, its eyes full of alertness and hostility.

Reddish-gold flames flickered around its body, and waves of scorching heat spread out in all directions.

But it was too badly hurt. Those reddish-gold vertical pupils, which should have been incomparably majestic, were now clouded with a layer of dullness.

Shen Yuanshan stood at the edge of the crater, looking down at the dying Phoenix at the bottom, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"A Phoenix..."

He murmured to himself, his voice carrying a hint of irrepressible excitement.

This was the first time he had ever seen a legendary Divine Beast like a Phoenix.

Shen Yuanhe leaned in and lowered his voice: "Third Brother, this thing... it's a real treasure!"

Although Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin didn't speak, his usually cold eyes were now fixed intently on the Phoenix at the bottom of the pit, his gaze burning.

The Phoenix seemed to sense the trio's gaze. It struggled to stand, but the injury to its left wing was too great. It only managed to get halfway up before crashing back down.

"Roar—!"

It let out a low cry, its voice filled with anger and indignation.

As a noble Phoenix and a being at the very top of the Yao Race, to be reduced to being gawked at by three human Cultivators of the Primal Chaos Realm was an absolute humiliation!

Seeing the Phoenix's weakened state, Shen Yuanshan suddenly grinned.

"Sixth Brother, what do you think... about bringing this thing back for Little Nine?"

Shen Yuanhe's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh: "Third Brother, you're thinking exactly what I'm thinking!"

Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin also nodded, a rare trace of excitement appearing on his cold face: "Little Nine will definitely like it."

The three exchanged a glance and nodded in silent agreement.

"Do it!"

Shen Yuanshan gave a low shout and was the first to jump into the crater.

Shen Yuanhe and Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin followed closely behind. The three formed a triangle, surrounding the Phoenix in the middle.

The Phoenix's vertical pupils constricted, and the flames around its body erupted!

The reddish-gold flames were like a volcanic eruption, sweeping out in all directions. Wherever they passed, rocks melted and the air distorted; the entire crater shook violently!

However—

It was too badly injured.

Halfway through the eruption, the Phoenix's body trembled violently. A sharp pain shot from the break in its left wing, causing it to let out a shrill, pained cry.

The flames around its body instantly dimmed by more than half, leaving only a thin layer barely protecting its body.

Shen Yuanshan and the other two had already rushed in front of it.

"Third Brother, pin down its head!"

"Old Seven, press down its wings!"

"I'll tie it up!"

The three coordinated perfectly, their movements smooth and practiced.

Shen Yuanshan stepped forward, his hands like iron pincers as he firmly pinned the Phoenix's head to the ground.

The terrifying power of the first level of the Primal Chaos Realm erupted fully, pressing the Phoenix's head down so it couldn't move.

Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin flashed to the Phoenix's side, grabbed its undamaged right wing with both hands, and slammed it down.

The Phoenix let out an angry cry and struggled desperately, but Seventh Elder Shen Yuanlin's feet were like they had taken root, remaining completely motionless.

Shen Yuanhe pulled a golden rope from his robes. It was the immortal binding rope he had 'borrowed' from Shen Qingyuan. Although the name was an exaggeration, it was indeed a rare Magic Treasure capable of restraining any Cultivator below the Dharma Image Realm.

Using it now to bind an extremely weakened Phoenix was naturally within its capabilities.

"Go!"

Shen Yuanhe gave a light shout, and the immortal binding rope turned into a streak of golden light, instantly coiling around the Phoenix's body.

The rope tightened, and the Phoenix's struggles grew weaker and weaker until it was completely immobilized, forced to lie on the ground with its reddish-gold vertical pupils full of indignation and rage.

"Done!"

Shen Yuanhe clapped his hands, his face full of pride.

Shen Yuanshan let go and stood up, looking down at the tightly bound Phoenix with a grin: "When Little Nine sees this thing, he'll definitely be thrilled."

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