King Nanlin turned around and was immediately astonished to see that the masked woman had grown a pair of flame wings.
His mind went blurry for a moment as memories from over sixty thousand years ago resurfaced, recalling the time he and the Ancestor of the Nether King fled to the grasslands south of the Polar Ice Land, where they encountered the Netherworld Azure Bird.
If it hadn't been for that Netherworld Azure Bird relentlessly pursuing them, the two of them wouldn't have been forced into the Polar Ice Land, they wouldn't have acquired the Nether King's Heart, and all that followed would not have happened.
Though tens of thousands of years had passed, he could scarcely forget the intense heat of the Netherworld Azure Bird, nor could he forget its wings that shone with a dazzling light.
And at this moment, the flame wings sprouting from the shoulders of the mysterious woman behind him were almost identical to those of the Netherworld Azure Bird.