The night was as serene as water.
Li Feng, who had left the main camp early, glanced at the sky. The Phoenix Flame within him rapidly enveloped his body, his Phoenix Wings spread out, and he leapt into the air, charging swiftly towards the Fire Phoenix Camp.
In about half a quarter of an hour, Li Feng appeared above the Fire Phoenix Camp. At this time, the camp was still lit, campfires burning everywhere, and the surroundings were filled with Demon Clan warriors.
"Isn't that Lord Feng Yang?"
"Hmm, Phoenix Fire Wings, who else could it be but him? He's back, which means we won't be sent to the battlefield."
Some of the Demon Clan members also became excited upon hearing this.
Boom.
Li Fengtu plunged headfirst into the camp, and the ensuing blaze engulfed the nearby tents. The Demon Clan warriors around saw Li Feng, but at this moment he was covered in blood, seemingly having gone through a fierce battle.
