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"We will soon become the Gods," Yan Xiaobao said, heartbroken. Phoenix couldn't help but smile. "I look forward to the day when I will have my body back again." Phoenix sighed. "I miss soaring in the sky. I miss my wings, feeling my wind. Soaring through the sky, experiencing the thrill of being alive!"
In the depth of his voice was such a heavy longing that Yan Xiaobao could guess Lan Feng was truly emotional. Reaching the Holy-level was indeed the first step to restoring Lan Feng's body. Yet, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel sad, because he knew that even though they were close to their goal, they were still so far away. He was no ordinary opponent, and battling him would never be easy.
"Don't worry about me," Lan Feng sensed Yan Xiaobao's sadness. 'I have already waited four thousand years. What is another thousand things? Meeting you was truly a boon! If it weren't for you, who knows if I could have maintained hope of still being alive?
