Her bright white jade palm gently pressed.
A phoenix phantom shot from within the jade palm towards the distance.
As soon as it flew out two meters, it silently disappeared into the air.
Her jade-like delicate palm pressed again.
Another fiery red phoenix emerged from her jade palm, gracefully flying forward.
This phoenix was only the size of a palm, yet it was clear and distinct, with seven-colored feathers bathed in blazing flames.
Although its size was small, its aura was overwhelming, exuding an all-encompassing majesty.
As soon as it flew out two meters, it quickly blurred in the air and vanished in the blink of an eye.
She turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Are you really trying to attract the Golden-winged White Eagle?"
Li Hongzhao gave him a sideways glance, curling her red lips, "I just want to see for myself."
However, she withdrew her jade palm.
Chu Zhiyuan pointed to the sky, "Look, there it is."
