"Phoenix Form, activate!" With a WHOOSH, flames instantly burst around him. Within the flames, a phoenix phantom appeared above Wang Lan's head.
"Phoenix Saint Cloth—" The gates of the Star Palace opened, and a silver-white phoenix shot out, breaking apart mid-air and enveloping Wang Lan's body.
Seeing Wang Lan initiate the Phoenix Form and don the Phoenix Saint Cloth, Jiang Xinyu's expression immediately turned solemn. Wang Lan's strength had reached its absolute peak; this meant the two Exotic Beasts before him demanded his full effort.
Not many in the world were aware of Wang Lan's true strength, but Jiang Xinyu was undoubtedly one of them. Moreover, she knew that Wang Lan wouldn't push himself to such an extent, not even against typical Titled Strongmen.
Meanwhile, Duan Qingfeng and the others standing on the Gate of The Underworld were already dumbstruck.
