er half a watch of battle, over forty cultivators had fallen on the Wanmo Ridge side, and their morale was low.Although the Haotang Alliance suffered losses, casualties were less than one-third of tho..."Wow, what a beautiful quail!"

Under the cover of night, Yiyi gazed at the large bird before her. It was plump and its entire body shimmered with a faint red glow, within which flowed a subtle golden thread. The bird let out a piercing cry.

If it wasn't this bird, but the manifestation of a terrestrial leaf spirit's spiritual power, she would have probably held it up in reverence.

Lu Ye's forehead bulged with a blue vein as he corrected, "What do you mean quail This is a fire phoenix. Read it with me, Fire! Phoenix!"

Yiyi stared at him, as if to say, "This is obviously a quail. Don't you think I can't see"ow if you'd like to translate any other text!More power was swallowed and refined, surging into the body and strengthening the Ling River's scale.>Waves of energy swept across the four directions, rea...