At the fourth level of the Azure Phoenix Tower, even here, the space stretched boundlessly, vast and open.0

Thick, dark mist, dense with demonic miasma, shrouded this level. Within the mist, massive azure shadows darted back and forth, their piercing cries echoing continuously. These shadows, emblazoned with runic formations and dazzling in their brilliance, were as fierce and proud as living creatures, striking against the inner walls of the tower like birds trapped in a cage.0

At the entrance to this level, an island floated in the void, already crowded with a thousand onlookers. These were no ordinary folks; only disciples of the Peak Masters were worthy of observing the fourth level.0

Three Sword Ruins Overseers, Feng, Yun, and Shuang, stood at the forefront, vigilantly guarding Exile Ling, allowing no errors.0

"A Rank 10 Azure Phoenix!" a girl in blue exclaimed, her gaze fixed on a purple-robed figure in the midst of the black mist. Admiration was written all over her pretty face. She wore a delicate blue flower in her hair, adding to her tender charm.0

"This is Exile Ling's first visit, and in just a half moment, he has absorbed a Rank 10 Azure Phoenix. Such a feat will be recorded in the annals of the Sword Ruins, unmatched...1