"Blazing Great Sun, Scorching Proud Sun, Morning as the Eastern Lord, Evening as the Red Emperor!"

A streak of blood-red flame trickled from the corner of Feng Laixian's eye as he recited the ancient ballad passed down through generations in Mingzhu City with a deep, resonant voice.

In the myths of Mingzhu City, the deity who wielded the power of the sun was known as the Sun King. In the morning, he appeared as the Eastern Lord, and by evening, he transformed into the Red Emperor.

The Eastern Lord governed life, while the Red Emperor ruled over death.

In the legends, the Red Emperor once incinerated the heavens and boiled the seas during the Twilight of the Kings, slaughtering millions of demon gods. He was a true god of war.

As the ballad echoed, Feng Laixian's hair turned crimson, and waves of scorching heat emanated from his body, turning the surrounding area into a charred wasteland in an instant.

"What is this..."

Moon Shadow squinted, feeling that Feng Laixian was becoming increasingly dazzling.

Light?

No, that's not it!@@novelbin@@

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