So, that bird was a Bi Fang. If she remembered correctly, this species belonged to the fire-bird family—adept at breathing flame and possessing a notoriously volatile temperament. Of course, given sufficient opportunity, a mature Bi Fang could ascend to the status of a divine bird. While they couldn't quite compare to a purebred Phoenix, in terms of sheer combat power, they were second to none.
The Bi Fang in front of them, crouched with its eyes closed and surrounded by flames that grew ever more intense, was clearly in the middle of an advancement. Given its size, it was likely transitioning from a fledgling to an adult.
Even if it wasn't yet fully mature, its combat prowess—capable of laying waste to the world with a single puff of flame—was not something an ordinary cultivator should provoke.
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