Outside the formation.
The white-haired old woman spoke slowly, "Divine Daughter, I have come to pay my respects."
Inside the formation.
Vivian Ouyang's face was full of panic. "Chu Fan, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan is here!"
"If they're here, they're here. Since we can't avoid it, let's face them head-on!"
Ian Song smiled easily, looking completely relaxed. With his Body of Ten Thousand Stars now at late fourth layer, even without his trump-card divine arts, his strength was enough to suppress early Earth Immortals—and high-tier gods were only on par with those.
The next moment, the array split open, and Ian Song walked out hand-in-hand with Vivian Ouyang.
"Divine Daughter...you!"
When the elders and gods of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan saw the two of them holding hands, their faces turned utterly shocked.
"She's not Divine Daughter Feng Jiu, she's my wife—Vivian Ouyang!"
Ian Song turned to the gods of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, as if announcing something important.
At his words, one of the Heavenly Phoenix gods couldn't help but roar in anger, "Outrageous! Our Divine Daughter is not someone a lowly human like you can touch! Release her at once!"
"Everyone, I'm truly not Feng Jiu. I'm Vivian Ouyang!"
As she spoke, Vivian Ouyang affectionately rested her cheek on Ian Song's shoulder.
Hearing Vivian Ouyang's words, the faces of the Heavenly Phoenix gods grew even uglier.
"Divine Daughter, don't be bewitched by this lowly human! Come back at once!"
"She really isn't Divine Daughter Feng Jiu!"
The Grand Elder suddenly spoke up. She specialized in the soul-path and was extremely sensitive to soul auras. Although the woman before her had a soul aura almost identical to the Divine Daughter's, she could sense the subtle difference.
"How is that possible? If she's not the Divine Daughter, then where is the Divine Daughter?" The Heavenly Phoenix gods were baffled.
"Most likely, the Divine Daughter has met with misfortune!"
The Grand Elder spoke again, her words shocking everyone.
"What?"
"Impossible!"
"The Divine Daughter carries our Heavenly Phoenix Clan's ancestral treasure—how could she possibly meet with misfortune?"
One after another, the Divine Daughter's followers cried out in shock, unable to accept the idea that she had met with disaster.
Ian Song didn't hide anything and said frankly, "The old lady is right. Feng Jiu truly no longer exists in this world. The only one left is Vivian Ouyang—there will never be another Feng Jiu!"
"Tell us, did you harm the Divine Daughter?"
A Heavenly Phoenix god glared at Ian Song, killing intent in her eyes, and demanded an answer.
"That's right!" Ian Song nodded, not denying it at all.
"Prepare to die!"
That Heavenly Phoenix god couldn't hold back any longer. She flicked her finger, sending out a snow-white flame that floated straight toward Ian Song.
This flame gave off no heat at all—seemingly ordinary and unremarkable.
"That's Void Scorchflame!"
Nearby, a human god watching the fight called out gravely, "Void Scorchflame is one of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan's nine strange fires—it doesn't burn objects, only divine souls. Even a god who touches a trace of it will be burned to oblivion. A single wisp is enough to kill a mid-tier god."
"Careful, Chu Fan! Void Scorchflame targets the soul—let me handle it!"
Having inherited Feng Jiu's cultivation memories, Vivian Ouyang naturally understood how terrifying Void Scorchflame was. She flicked her finger, and three vivid, jewel-bright flames appeared, instantly surrounding the Void Scorchflame.
"Ssssss!"
The four flames collided, and in a moment, the Void Scorchflame was dissolved.
Another god commented quietly, "That's Worldly Heavenfire—the second-ranked of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan's nine strange fires. Supposedly, only Divine Daughter Feng Jiu could master it. How can that woman use it? Is she actually Feng Jiu?"
"Divine Daughter?"