>When Feng Diji had endured the nine hundred and ninety-eight thunders, she had already seen the golden-feathered Suzaku waving to her.
>Before the last thunderbolt fell, she even straightened her temples gracefully.
>As a result, the purple sky thunder suddenly turned 90 degrees and hit the mountain next door.
>She was blown up into a ten-year-old milk doll by the backlash on the spot, with only three feathers left.
>"Where is the Immortal Wind Dao Bone that I earned through five thousand years of cultivation?!" She roared.
>Picking up the remaining black bone fragments on the ground, her pupils were shaking——
>This is clearly the remains of a weapon used to kill gods and demons.
>What's even more frightening is that she discovered that Lei Jie's robbery was no accident.
>The laws of heaven and earth are collapsing, and the murderer is hiding among the top officials of her Fengming clan.
