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第两千零六十七章 金翅大鹏鸟

Thinking this, Lin Xuan became increasingly interested in the ruins before him. However, there were priorities to consider. The immediate concern was to resolve the danger that his beloved wife faced.

"Yuhuan, if I understand correctly, Mi arrived here safely and encountered something?" Lin Xuan said with a slight surprise.

"Indeed. Follow me, my lord. You will see for yourself," the Fairy Peacock replied.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback but did not object since the fairy had spoken thus. He followed his wife as they walked forward.

As they moved, Lin Xuan released his divine sense to explore this small space. His focus was on Yuhuan, and he did not pay much attention to what lay around them.

Looking around, countless ruins and broken walls greeted their eyes. The style of the buildings here was vastly different from those commonly seen today, confirming that these were indeed the remains of the Mo Yue tribe.

Apart from the dilapidated structures, some skeletal remains could be found, both human and unknown creatures. Lin Xuan's expression grew serious as he realized that the Mo Yue tribe had not gradually abandoned their settlement over time but had been destroyed by a great calamity.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan stopped in his tracks. Not far away was a skeleton with delicate bones, indicating that this person must have been female before her death.

Beside the skeleton were fragments of some magical artifacts.

Lin Xuan curled his fingers slightly, and the fragments were drawn into his palm.

"Is this...?"

"It looks like a bell," Lin Xuan said as he released his divine sense. The artifact's spirit had not been lost; through it, they might gain some insight.

Indeed, that stone was golden in color, not metal. Lin Xuan's expression changed to one of surprise.

With such extensive knowledge, this kind of stone was something he had never seen before.

Lin Xuan's face grew more serious as his gaze swept over the statue.

It was no ordinary human immortal; it resembled a divine bird. While Lin Xuan could not describe its appearance precisely, there was an inexplicable familiarity to it.

Thoughts raced through his mind.

"Is this...?"

"My lord has recognized it," the fairy said with a nod.

"Yes."

Lin Xuan's face showed clear surprise: "The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird. How can I not recognize it?"

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird, also known as the Jialuo or妙翅鸟, was a legendary creature whose wings were golden and spanned miles. It was said to feast on dragons.

Although this was just legend, it still demonstrated how formidable the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird truly was—a primordial true spirit.

Primordial true spirits referred to powerful beings from the beginning of time, most of which had long since perished.

Their power often surpassed that of current true spirits. For instance, if the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird were still alive today, its strength might be comparable to that of a phoenix, and whether the bird-king was indeed the phoenix remained uncertain.

Could it be...

Lin Xuan recalled the pressure he had felt from the altar outside. His expression darkened as he realized something.

"My lord has also come to this conclusion," the fairy sighed: "The situation is like this. When I first arrived here, I was drawn by this magical force and eventually found myself at this altar. Behind this statue, I discovered a vial of true spirit blood."

"True spirit blood? Could it be from the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird?" Lin Xuan's expression turned grave as he realized the gravity of the situation.

"Yes, indeed, it is the true blood of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird. This ancient true spirit has long since perished, but for some reason, this Mo Yue tribe still reveres a vial of its blood. It seems that the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was their totem," the fairy said with a frown.

Lin Xuan did not pay much attention to these details; he was more concerned about what had happened to his wife: "Could it be that you lost consciousness due to this true spirit blood?"

"Essentially, yes."

The fairy's face showed a mix of emotions—fear and self-blame. "To be honest, my greed led me into this situation. You know, as a Peacock immortal with traces of phoenix blood, I am indeed the descendant of the Great King of Peacocks," she said.

Lin Xuan nodded and continued: "However, you didn't mention that the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird is closely related to our peacock tribe."

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan was surprised. He had read extensively but knew little about the secrets of妖族, as he found them less relevant. As for his wife, she would not hide anything from him: "The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird and the phoenix are actually siblings," she said.

Lin Xuan's astonishment grew. Although both were primordial true spirits, their appearances and features were vastly different. In her words, they were siblings—how could this be?

"The deception was meaningless to me. The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird and the phoenix were born from the Great King of Peacocks. While the phoenix is known as the king of birds, the first bird in existence would indeed belong to our peacock tribe," Yuhuan said with a proud expression.

"Of course, the Great King no longer exists, but the phoenix and true dragons are among the most powerful primordial true spirits because they are the few survivors. The Mo Yue tribe's true spirit blood is invaluable for me; if I were to refine it..."

Refining true spirit blood was not an easy task. However, even if unsuccessful, it should not result in such a situation. "Yuhuan, did you encounter other troubles?" Lin Xuan asked.

"The king's guess was correct," the fairy said with a wry smile: "I was too careless. Before refining the true spirit blood, I failed to check thoroughly. In that vial of blood, there was still a trace of residual soul."

"Residual soul?"

Lin Xuan was shocked. He had seen the power of the Ice Soul Demon Lord's fragmentary soul, and according to Yuhuan, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird’s strength should surpass it.

The fairy smiled in relief: "I was careless, but I am fortunate. After all these years, that residual soul has been consumed by more than seventy percent. Otherwise, with only a Separation Stage existence, I would have no chance to resist and be taken over. However, even so, his soul power is still stronger than mine, so although he could not devour me, he took control of my body."

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