Eighth’s body was stripped of its flesh in many places; bones were possible. Blood and vitality gushed outward.

“Raa!” The roar of a blood qilin inside him could be heard. Hot blood healed the wounds and created more flesh.

He became more and more like a qilin instead of a human.

“Rumble!” His legs looked like two red pillars. He ran forward and opened his mouth, wanting to devour Feiyun.

“Whoosh!” Four phoenixes flew out, tall and proud as if they were the real things from time immemorial.

One of them flapped its wings and incinerated flames. His hair and scalp turned to ashes, then the rest of his body.

This was the power of the phoenix domain - a flame hotter than anything...