Chapter 151: A Little Zhenhuang

Mengchen and the others flew straight onto the red lotus.

After entering, they keenly sensed that there were already many creatures here, and all of them were very powerful, nearly all of them being experts of the Array Formation Realm! "Is this a remnant shadow of an ancient fire phoenix?!" Yuechan murmured with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Once they entered this place, they saw one red raptor after another; some were as large as small hills, while others were only a few meters long, entirely bright red and surging with firelight.

They circled among the ancient trees, their long cries echoing toward the sky, sounding resonant and soul-shaking.

"They seem to be of the same clan as the Zhenhuang, are they... side-branch descendants of the Zhenhuang?!" the Tianhu girl whispered.

The name Zhenhuang is, in fact, the title of the strongest lineage within the vast Phoenix clan.

The Phoenix clan has many side branches, such as the fire phoenix, ice phoenix, etc...; even Pure-blooded Creatures like the Qingluan, Honghu, and Chongming bird are considered side branches of the Phoenix clan when counted up.

This is the Daoist temple of the Zhenhuang; being here, one naturally cannot provoke these creatures, and even if these fire phoenixes appear to be remnant shadows, one must absolutely not be reckless.

The little Xiaohuang they encountered before was the best proof; although it looked harmless, once provoked, things would become uncontrollable.

They tried their best to bypass these fire phoenixes as they moved forward; although they encountered them head-on during the process, fortunately, these fire phoenix remnant shadows did not pose a threat to them.

After a long while, a giant Lotus Platform appeared, and Mengchen and the others understood that they had reached the center of this Honglian World.

On the Lotus Platform grew a huge ancient tree; divine power flowed on its bark, and its main trunk was vigorous, like an old dragon coiled here, with its roots plunged into the red lotus, using the power of the red lotus to absorb the divine power within the magma.

This ancient tree was the very same one they had seen from far away, the tallest one that blotted out the sky and sun.

Its entire body emitted a glowing radiance as if flames were burning; its leaves were crystalline, and its spiritual energy was overwhelming.

This place was crowded with creatures, all of whom had stopped and were looking up into the dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree.

Mengchen and the others looked up from under the tree and soon discovered that this ancient tree was somewhat unusual.

Its main trunk did not grow straight toward the sky; instead, after growing to a certain point, its branches and vines spread outward, resembling a natural bird's nest.

At this moment, in that natural, massive bird's nest, there seemed to be a small golden-red sun, shining and emitting powerful fluctuations, with golden divine light surging, which was very astonishing.

Mengchen looked left and right, only to see that countless creatures were currently looking around at the others nearby.

Clearly, they all understood in their hearts that there must be a great opportunity on this ancient tree and were already impatient, but no one was willing to be the first to rush up and become the target of everyone else.

Because at this moment, if anyone rushed out, they would inevitably be besieged by everyone.

But Mengchen did not think so; if everyone kept dragging it out like this, when would it ever end?

So, after a long time without seeing anyone move, he unleashed the Kunpeng Technique, and with one spread of the Kunpeng wings, he leaped onto the ancient tree in an instant, heading straight for the natural, massive bird's nest to investigate.

His speed was extremely fast; it was only after he flew onto the ancient tree that the crowd of creatures realized what had happened.

The awakened creatures became uncontrollable; now that someone had stolen a march under the eyes of everyone, there was no point in continuing the stalemate.

Their auras were heaven-shaking as they flew onto the ancient tree one after another; the great battle had been triggered, and the moment they surged onto the tree, countless creatures engaged in fierce combat; in an instant, many creatures had already died miserably, and the air began to fill with the smell of blood.

Because Mengchen's speed was very fast, leaving the others far behind, he did not get caught up in the fierce battle.

The Tianhu girl, Heizi, Yuechan, and Xiyao also joined the crowd and engaged in fierce battle with the surrounding creatures.

This tree was very ancient, like a dormant old dragon; as Mengchen continued to climb up, he felt as if it were breathing, all the branches and leaves were pulsing, and there was a special Dao rhyme.

Mengchen could not care about that now; he went straight up, quickly approaching the mysterious natural bird's nest.

When his eyes witnessed the scene in the bird's nest, his eyes went wide; he saw a lifelike phoenix standing there, its entire body of golden-red feathers emitting divine light, which was quite dazzling.

The size of this phoenix was not very large at this moment; standing there, it was only as tall as a human, and now its eyes were focused, staring straight at Mengchen.

"This is... a little Zhenhuang!"

As Mengchen met its gaze, he discovered that this was a Zhenhuang that had not yet fully grown; its unique appearance and golden-red feathers were the best symbols of its identity.

He was immediately quite surprised; its entire body was ablaze with intense golden-red light, as captivating as flames.

The most terrifying thing was the fluctuation emanating from its body; the powerful life aura made one's soul tremble. In just an instant, Mengchen sensed that this Zhenhuang was extraordinary; although it had not truly grown up yet, its powerful strength, which far exceeded his own, was beyond doubt.

This made his expression become somewhat terrified; he had originally only wanted to investigate what the glowing object was, never expecting to encounter a living little Zhenhuang, which was truly beyond his expectations.

Most importantly, this little Zhenhuang made him feel a sense of unease; this was a subconscious awareness that arose only when the opponent's strength far exceeded his own.

"What a... heaven-sent great opportunity! It's enough to crush a person to death."

Mengchen sighed bitterly to himself, and after moving his eyes left and right to look again, the Kunpeng wings behind him vibrated instantly, and without the slightest hesitation, he flew downward in an instant.

"Uh..., is this the master my mother chose for me? So... cowardly!" the little Zhenhuang said in astonishment upon seeing this.

Then, in an instant, Mengchen felt a chill down his spine; the little Zhenhuang flapped its wings, and flames rose all over its body as it chased after him.

"Don't run, come back!"

Mengchen heard the Zhenhuang speak; it was like the voice of a human woman, melodious and light.

"Come back my foot!"

Mengchen's heart and mind were shaken; this feeling was very bad.

It had not yet launched an attack, but the aura emanating from it from afar made him feel deeply uneasy; it was hard to imagine how terrifying its strength would be.

That was absolutely beyond imagination, making him sigh that it was indeed one of the Ten Fiends, the Zhenhuang! Even a little one was this strong.

Gradually, an impossible thought emerged in Mengchen's mind: why couldn't this little Zhenhuang be as weak as Heizi was when they first met? If that were the case, he could have subdued it and obtained the complete Zhenhuang Technique later on.

Mengchen flapped his wings and rushed toward the chaotic crowd, immediately shouting to Heizi and the others: "Little fox, Heizi, Yuechan, Xiyao, run quickly!"

His voice instantly echoed throughout the entire place, and the chaotic battle came to an abrupt halt; Heizi, Xiyao, and everyone else looked up, and in just an instant, they all widened their eyes, unable to believe that they had actually seen a Zhenhuang.

"Zhenhuang! It's actually a Zhenhuang!" someone exclaimed.

The shock and joy of witnessing the Ten Fiends Zhenhuang with their own eyes made many people almost forget everything else.

However, soon, some people were greatly shaken; the fluctuation coming from the Zhenhuang was terrifyingly astonishing, like a ten-thousand-jun giant hammer smashing down, causing many people to have blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Yet at this moment, Mengchen had already unleashed the Kunpeng Extreme Speed, and while everyone was shocked, he called out to Yuechan, the Tianhu girl, Heizi, and Xiyao to flee into the distance.

"Not good! Run quickly!"

The intense pain in their bodies made many people suddenly realize, and they began to flee in all directions without looking back; the terrifying aura made them tremble with fear.

After fleeing for nearly a quarter of an hour using the Kunpeng Extreme Speed, Mengchen and the others had already flown out of the Honglian World and returned to the Huose Pingyuan.

Mengchen, thinking he had shaken off the little Zhenhuang, stopped and looked back, only to find that in just an instant, the sky above suddenly darkened as a behemoth flew over.

"Ah..."

Following a clear, resonant cry that shook the heavens, the small Zhenhuang's body grew abnormally massive, releasing an invincible pressure from high in the sky that instantly enveloped them.

Although the Kunpeng Wings possessed extreme speed, the Zhenhuang's wing beats were also astonishingly fast, a point that Mengchen had not anticipated.

Yet what puzzled him was that with so many living beings there, why did it choose to pursue only them?

But at this moment, delving into this was already meaningless; it was too late to say anything.

In an instant, Mengchen, Xiyao, Heizi, Yuechan, and Tianhu Shaonü all took up their stances, staring in terror at the massive Zhenhuang that had spread its giant wings and blocked their path.

"Gangzi, we're in big trouble!"

"Gangzi..., Gangzi...?"

Mengchen shouted in a deep voice within his heart, but he was slow to receive a response.

(End of this chapter)