After gathering another bout of strength, Fu Daosheng summoned the Talisman Flame Phoenix once again. 

However, the result was the same. After the phoenix was swallowed by the immemorial grand dao energy, it disappeared from existence.

“No… This can’t be happening!”

“This is impossible!”

Fu Daosheng roared with rage as he started throwing attacks maniacally. Only after sending several dozen blasts at the formation did he stop. By the time he realized that nothing would work, he was out of breath, and his face was deathly pale. No one knew if he was exhausted or agitated, but he was no longer the lofty half-step Dao Venerable he once was.

Zhou Hong and the others noticed that he had slowed down, and they quickly looked at each other.

“Brothers, why don’t we work together and shatter...