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Chapter 669 Talking about War Wind

The gray-black energy in Feng Tan's hand deepened along with the bloodshot in her eyes, gradually forming a phantom resembling a swan behind her.

However, that phantom could only be described as resembling a swan, not a swan at all, whether it was its somewhat shortened neck or its increasingly long tail.

Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes: "The form of a True Phoenix?"

At this point, Lin Zhao realized that his understanding of the woman in front of him was still too shallow.

It turns out that Feng Tan's determination to devour his younger brother stemmed not only from his desire for Feng Ze's power and otherworldly evil thoughts, but also from his wish to strip Feng Ze of his bloodline to strengthen his own.

Even at this stage, she had only managed to make her swan form resemble a true phoenix.

"As expected, humans simply cannot understand beasts." Lin Zhao's Heavenly Punishment Brush slowly paused, then drew a bright arc in the void.

A series of dark blue spiritual runes flowed around Lin Zhao, completely neutralizing all the gray auras that tried to approach him.

Feng Tan could tell that the dark blue spiritual marks around Lin Zhao were just the simplest exorcism talismans.

The simplest exorcism talisman could completely shield her from external power, which made her unable to resist retorting to Lin Zhao's words.

"How could someone like you, born with the destiny of an ancient phoenix, possibly understand us, fallen divine beasts whose upper limit is merely a true phoenix?"

After she finished speaking, she shook her head, calmed herself down for a while, took out a talisman from her sleeve, and threw it at the annoying exorcism talismans around Lin Zhao.

Those were celestial-level explosive talismans that landed around Lin Zhao, quickly blasting away the exorcism talismans around him.

As sparks flew, explosions resounded like thunder, turning the sky and earth a bright yellow. The northern and southern tribes' swans fighting nearby all stopped and retreated in unison, watching the outcome of the battle.

Clearly, they hadn't expected that the highest level of combat this time would be raised directly from the True Immortal level to the Upper Immortal level.

Feng Ya watched from afar as the blue figure was torn apart by the power of the explosive talisman, and her breath caught in her throat. Feng Ting, standing beside her, stared at the dazzling bursts of fire and sparks, his face pale and his pupils slightly trembling as he looked at the sky filled with flames and stars.

Feng Ya noticed his expression and knew what was going on with this fellow clansman. She sighed softly, suppressed her worry, and said to him, "Lin Zhao should be fine. Calm your mind. The Northern Clan still needs our fighting strength."

Feng Ting knew that Feng Ya had seen through his thoughts, so he lowered his head somewhat embarrassed, took a deep look in Lin Zhao's direction, and clenched his fists.

If their Honghu clan hadn't lacked capable members, perhaps Lin Zhao wouldn't have been subjected to such a powerful attack today.

Feng Ting said, "If I am still alive after this battle, I would like to apply to the Ancestor to go to the Upper Realm to undergo the Heavenly Phoenix Trial."

Feng Ya was taken aback, then looked at her clansman who usually had no ambition, and frowned: "If it's for Lin Zhao, what you're doing is actually useless."

Those exceptionally beautiful women are beyond their reach.

Feng Ting gave a bitter smile: "Let me just say that I can't let go of this wishful thinking. Rather than finding a partner to hastily end this life, I might as well have a grand and spectacular life, so that this journey will not be in vain."

Feng Ya was speechless.

However, she could understand Feng Ting to some extent. To be fair, if she were facing a man like Lin Zhao, what would she do?
It's probably not much better than Feng Ting. Feng Ya bit her lip and sighed softly, "I hope our Northern Clan can win this time."

The space around Lin Zhao could not withstand such a powerful explosion and was blasted open, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

Before Feng Tan could even smile, he was astonished by the restorative power of the world.

A pale white light rose from the nearly collapsing sky, and strands of spatial power that had been torn apart returned to fill the void, restoring the world to normal.

"Lin Zhao?!"

The only one capable of doing this is undoubtedly the one she sealed within the explosive talisman.

Amidst the flames, a pale blue figure faintly appeared. The blue runes around her showed no signs of disappearing or fluctuating, flowing steadily around her as if they had never experienced those celestial-level explosive runes.

Holding the Heavenly Punishment Brush in his hand, Lin Zhao met Feng Tan's shocked gaze and brushed away non-existent dust from his sleeve. "If this is your skill in creating spirit talismans, then you have truly failed your teacher's teachings."

Feng Tan stretched out her hand, and a talisman pen as white as jade appeared in her hand: "Lin Zhao, this is what you asked for."

She bit her fingertip, and the grayish-black blood became the most aggressive talisman ink. The crimson blood mixed with grayish-black blood contrasted sharply with the jade-white talisman brush, and stroke by stroke, she drew profound and exquisite talismans.

Feng Tan didn't use simple talisman paper, but his own feathers.

These talismans landed on the feather, and the feather, under the sunlight, revealed a metallic sheen.

The next moment, Feng Tan waved her hand, and runes fell into the air. Her brushstrokes were like dragons and snakes, and each feather with runes on it followed the trajectory of the runes she had drawn.

The talisman is created on the spot, controlled by the brush, and carried by the talisman.

Feng Tan's seemingly casual series of actions made Lin Zhao's eyes flash with a strange light.

It must be said that Feng Tan truly inherited Grandma Honghu's skill and talent in creating talismans.

Lin Zhao knew for sure that she was not as talented as Feng Tan in talisman-making. At least in this skill of controlling talismans with a brush, if Feng Tan had such shrewd methods, she wouldn't have drawn talismans on her body and almost killed her.

However, talent aside, when it comes to a real comparison, Lin Zhao is not necessarily afraid of her.

"Heavenly Punishment, arise!"

A golden light appeared between Lin Zhao's brows, and hundreds of spiritual talismans appeared around her. The Heavenly Punishment Brush moved like a sword, rapidly wielding its blade across each talisman.
Lin Zhao did not bleed; instead, after each stroke of the Heavenly Punishment Brush, he flicked out spiritual ink of various colors from his hand.

These talismans are different from the spirit talismans drawn by Feng Tan, which can obviously form a set of formations.

Lin Zhao seemed to be grasping at straws in her desperation, drawing all sorts of talismans.

Even those swans with less profound talisman skills could see something was wrong, let alone the two talisman masters, Feng Ya and Feng Ting, who were quite skilled in talismans.

"What is Lin Zhao doing?" Feng Ya couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't she know that once the formation drawn by Feng Tan is complete, it will be a celestial formation, capable of imprisoning a true immortal and restricting a superior immortal? Or does she think she can fight against a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, so she's not afraid of celestial formations?!"