Two different flames were burning fiercely.

Wherever they passed, the earth was left in ruins, and all things were burned to ashes.

Gold and blue intertwined with each other.

These flames were so intense that even an ordinary person glancing at them would have their eyes melted.

Temperatures exceeding tens of thousands of degrees surrounded from all sides.

Like a tornado storm, they came sweeping in from every direction, enclosing Xu Zimo at the center.

Even someone as strong as Xu Zimo could feel this scorching heat, and beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.

He raised both hands upward, causing the two flames to merge together, fusing more and more as they rose into the sky.

They condensed into a true tornado of flames.

As this tornado spun, it gradually fused into one.

Finally, it all surged toward that scarlet Vermilion Bird heart.

Xu Zimo carefully controlled it; the control of the flame had to be extremely precise.

Too little, and it would fail to activate the heart.

Too much, and it would destroy it instantly.

Even for him, maintaining this balance required a great deal of effort.

When the storm formed by the fusion of the two flames poured into the heart, the two present seemed to hear the “thump thump thump” of a heartbeat.

Venerable Nu looked up slightly and saw a faint illusory shadow of the Vermilion Bird appearing above the heart.

This state continued for nearly half an hour.

Finally, a sharp cry of a bird broke the silence.

The heartbeat’s rhythm grew faster and more astonishing.

And as it gradually grew larger, Xu Zimo no longer needed to control the flames.

The heart could now absorb on its own.

When the crimson flames completely surrounded the heart, Xu Zimo seized the moment and threw the Leaf of Life.

A rich aura of life streaked through the air like an afterimage.

Then it was ignited by the blazing flames.

Within the red flames were traces of green, crackling as they burned.

Before this, the heart had always felt lifeless.

But now, a rich vitality was present, growing stronger and spreading outward.

The key to this resurrection lay in the Vermilion Bird’s heart, simply put, it was about remolding the body and condensing the God-Soul.

Fortunately, it was a God Beast. If it had been an ordinary demon beast or human, resurrection would have been impossible.

…

The raging flames burned on; at this point, it was no longer in Xu Zimo’s hands.

Whether it could be reborn depended on its own fate.

Xu Zimo had done nearly everything he could.

He stepped out of the formation and stood beside Venerable Nu.

“How confident are you?” Venerable Nu asked.

“If it has an unyielding heart, eighty percent. If it has truly decided to die, then nothing can save it,” Xu Zimo said truthfully.

Within that mass of flames, an astonishing power was gathering.

Suddenly, a loud and piercing cry rang out from within the flames.

The once amorphous mass of fire seemed to stretch out, transforming into a massive bird that soared straight into the sky.

It flew high in the heavens.

Although its true appearance couldn’t be clearly seen, its outline could be discerned through the flames.

The great bird’s entire body was a blazing red.

Its feathers, layered one upon another, were orderly and full-winged.

Especially its claws, which looked incomparably tough at first glance, as if they could pierce through all defenses in existence.

Its head bore something like a crown, exuding nobility and composure.

Its tail, with seven or eight feathers arranged neatly, had shapes and colors that stood out.

The red was tinged with a bit of dark yellow.

They spun into small whirlpools at the tail’s end.

This was the legendary Vermilion Bird, one of the Four Divine Beasts.

The Vermilion Bird represents the southern Bing-Ding fire.

Its liquid becomes dragon, its qi becomes bird; its qi rises to become heaven, its form descends to become earth, thus it is the foundation of the Great Elixir.

“Qing’er,” Venerable Nu shouted toward the sky. He laughed joyfully. “Alive, Qing’er is alive!”

In the end, he was even moved to tears.

This vision pierced straight into the heavens, visible above the entire Heavenly Dao Academy.

Even the residents of Heavenly Dao City could see it.

The magnificent Vermilion Bird soared beneath the grand starry sky.

Suddenly, the Vermilion Bird cried out in pain, the flames on its body burning stronger and stronger, as if they would consume it entirely.

The Vermilion Bird’s cries were full of anguish.

“How could this happen?” Venerable Nu shouted anxiously from below.

“Don’t worry,” Xu Zimo waved his hand. “This is also why I had you choose the night of the full moon.”

With a wave of his right hand, a great hand of condensed spiritforce reached toward the sky.

The full moon night is when the lunar energies of heaven and earth is at their peak.

Following the movement of the great astral hand, pure light from the moon streamed down.

Bathed in the bright moonlight, it enveloped the burning Vermilion Bird.

As the moonlight shrouded it, the flames on the Vermilion Bird’s body grew smaller and smaller.

“Because of the fusion with the Solar True Flame, it could activate the Southern Luminous Fire. But they are ultimately two different types of flame,” Xu Zimo explained. “After resurrection, the Vermilion Bird will still experience internal conflict.”

“I understand,” Venerable Nu nodded.

“There’s something else you should be aware of,” Xu Zimo said.

“Although she’s revived, all of her past memories have been erased. She remembers nothing now.”

“I know, as long as she’s alive, that’s all that matters,” Venerable Nu nodded repeatedly.

As the Vermilion Bird slowly descended and began to take human form, Xu Zimo patted Venerable Nu on the shoulder.

“I’ll be going now. Once she finishes transforming, find her some clothes.”

Watching Xu Zimo’s departing back, Venerable Nu suppressed his excitement and said solemnly, “Thank you.”

Xu Zimo waved without looking back.

…

He no longer concerned himself with the Vermilion Bird and returned to his cave dwelling.

Tomorrow he would go with Rock Solid to the Feather Race to resolve the matter of the Supreme God Hammer.

Because of the Vermilion Bird’s revival, the Heavenly Dao Academy was especially lively that night.

As for what happened next, that would be Venerable Nu’s matter to handle.

The night passed without words.

When Xu Zimo stepped out of his cave the next morning, Rock Solid was already waiting outside.

He looked rather impatient.

After all, it concerned the life and death of his race.

“Do you still remember what you said yesterday?” Rock Solid asked directly.

“Let’s go,” Xu Zimo said with a smile and a nod.

The two of them stepped into the air, heading out of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

According to Rock Solid, the Stone Race was actually not far from Heavenly Dao City.

Similarly, the Feather Race had relocated nearby to make it easier to attack the Stone Race.

About three hundred miles east of Heavenly Dao City was where the Stone Race and the Feather Race were locked in battle.

But just as the two of them had left Vermilion Bird Island, a surge of sword energy blocked their way.

“Wasn’t it agreed we’d have a duel? Are you trying to run?” Ji Ruobing’s cold voice came from the side.