Chapter 167: then translation of chapter title

Yuan Huang suddenly awoke from sleep, endless sorrow welling in her heart, the phoenix's mournful cry echoing across the Nan Fang continent.

"Phoenix!"

Yuan Huang rose from the parasol tree, speeding toward Bei Fang, countless phoenix clansfolk following behind, yet she flung them off.

Divine power formed her wings, Yuan Huang pushed her evasion technique to the extreme, divine light leaving a stunning trail of flame in the air.

The sky was slit by a crack, the power of Primordial Chaos Dao manifesting within; each flap of Yuan Huang's wings saw her divine might open a heavenly path to Bei Fang.

Bewitching clouds drifted in the sky, yet Yuan Huang easily dispersed them, tearing apart every storm along the way.

"Phoenix, wait for me!"

"Faster, I need to be even faster!"

Yuan Huang continually strained her already depleted body from bearing offspring, the immense pressure causing even her wings to show slight fractures.

Along the way she traversed every famous mountain and river she passed, even entering the territories of the dragon and qilin clans.

Many tried to block her, but Yuan Huang had no intention of entangling; even when their strikes landed on her, she did not pause in the slightest.

She did not know what had befallen Yuan Feng, but her inner feeling told her that Yuan Feng had fallen into a desperate plight at this moment and needed her.

Race, friend or foe no longer mattered; the face and innate divinity she once had to uphold were also irrelevant.

What mattered was that she could not lose Yuan Feng; at this very moment, she even wished it were she who had fallen into desperation.

The unborn children within her could not withstand such terrible pressure, yet Yuan Huang recklessly squeezed every last bit of her strength.

She even reduced the nourishment given to the children.

Yuan Huang flapped her wings again, Primordial Chaos power scattering between heaven and earth; she was in a sorry state, her feathers disheveled.

The price of crossing the territories of the other two clans was thus; even though Shi Qi Lin and Qing Long were not present in their lands, the formations they left behind could still hinder those of Primordial Chaos Dao cultivation.

A wave of intense pain came from her abdomen; Yuan Huang collapsed onto a barren plain, sensing that the children within her were about to be born.

At this moment both children were frantically pulling and seizing her primal source, leaving her unable to continue flying.

Yuan Huang's earlier flight finally bore bitter fruit; the two unborn children, deprived of primal source, now also endured the tremendous pressure of her full-speed flight, and they would be born prematurely.

Yuan Huang forced herself to rise, intending to fly onward to Bei Fang, but after only a few steps she collapsed, her wings limp.

Countless streams of Five Elements primal source surged wildly from Yuan Huang's body, transforming the surrounding wasteland into a vast expanse of Five Elements territory.

The phoenix's mournful cry rang across the hills as the children fiercely vied for the primal source within her.

Added to the agony of giving birth in her weakened state, the already overburdened Yuan Huang was tormented beyond endurance, her mind clouded.

How arduous it is for innate divinities to bear offspring; aside from those born in accordance with fate, the act of giving birth is an ordeal they cannot endure.

Most of the Five Elements primal source within Yuan Huang had leaked out with the children's birth, her cultivation realm now teetering on the brink of collapse.

Fortunately the first child had already arrived on earth, a huge egg brimming with Five Elements primal source landing upon the vegetation.

Yuan Huang could barely gather her senses, but after taking a single step forward another wave of intense pain struck.

Moreover, what was even more fatal was that her second child began to contend with her for the yin-yang primal source within her.

Thinking of Yuan Feng's plight, a tear slipped from Yuan Huang's eye as she murmured, "Child, I am sorry; I hope you will not blame your mother someday, but Mother truly cannot lose your father." Having spoken, Yuan Huang forcibly gathered her spirit, severing the primal source bond with the second child, forcing the child into the world despite lacking primal source.

Another huge egg fell among the plants, its interior likewise filled with yin-yang primal source, yet compared to the first child it held a pitifully small amount.

It was also much smaller than the first child's egg, its shell mottled and uneven, far from smooth and round—a clear sign of innate deficiency.

Yuan Huang's heart overflowed with guilt and sorrow as she spread her wings, clutching the two huge eggs to her bosom.

But only a moment later Yuan Huang rose and flew into the sky, merely casting a silent glance back before her silhouette vanished, then she flew onward to Bei Fang.

The birth of the two children greatly lightened Yuan Huang's burden; although her cultivation was now unstable and her Five Elements primal source severely depleted, her speed was considerably greater than before.

Yet after Yuan Huang departed, the former wasteland, now a Five Elements domain, saw its terrain interlock subtly, faintly forming a formation that concealed the phoenix's offspring within.

After the formation took shape, that tract of land seemed to revert to its former barren state.

In the midst of Chaos.

Within the barrier, the primordial divine fire had long since vanished, and the chaotic qi within it likewise dissipated into nothingness.

Only Zu Long and three others remained in a vast, empty expanse.

Their conditions were none too good, though Yuan Feng fared the worst.

Zu Long, Qing Long, and Shi Qi Lin appeared somewhat disheveled, their breath much weaker than before, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, but Yuan Feng's aspect was truly wretched.

At this moment Yuan Feng's flesh was shattered, her divine body laced with cracks like a cracked porcelain vessel, her breath fading like a candle in the wind.

The Nan Fang Vermilion Flame Banner was dim and lusterless, its tattered fabric bearing severe damage.

Yuan Feng gazed upon the scene before her, her spirit also sensing the birth of the children, her heart filled with profound sorrow.

Yuan Feng silently chanted in her heart:

"Huang, the road ahead must be walked by you alone; I hope you can care for our children well."

"My children, it is my inadequacy; though you were born at this time, I cannot stay by your side."

"Nor can I forge a vast sky for you to fly freely in."

"And do not blame your mother; it is I who have failed her."

Yuan Feng formed a seal with her hands, and the Nan Fang Vermilion Flame Banner blazed forth with divine light once more.

This caused Zu Long and the three others to retreat, wary that Yuan Feng, cornered, might unleash some hidden trump card to inflict grievous harm upon them even at death's door.

"Beware her cornered beast's struggle; we need only delay a moment longer."

Zu Long spoke up to warn them.

Shi Qi Lin unleashed the Qilin Seal, letting flowing light cascade down to shield himself, watching Yuan Feng's movements with cautious vigilance.

Yuan Feng's earlier frenzy left a deep impression on him; at times, even while resisting the attacks of Zu Long and Qing Long, he sought to deal him a heavy blow.

Yet to the very end, Yuan Feng wore a smile, making no move at all.

In the sky the Dao intoned a mournful wail; the primordial deity Yuan Feng, chief of the avian tribe, chief of the phoenix clan, exalted cultivator of the Primordial Chaos Dao, dissolved into the Dao.

At last it's finished—those damn leaders aren't even human! (End of chapter)