It was a deep, resounding cry belonging to a peng, yet it sounded more powerful than an ordinary peng and seemed to originate from the vast ocean. When the sharp, thunderous sound swept across the onlookers, everyone felt their scalps tingle. Through the gold and crimson flames, a pair of enormous, blood-red wings rushed out of the Divine Sun Palace. Before these ten-thousand-meter long wings, even Ying Huo’s largest size seemed small. Connected to the wings was a scarlet peng. A single flap of its wings generated storms and had the Aeonic Infinidragon Formation shaking. It flew out of the battlefield and appeared...