C287 Phoenix Transformation into a Red Dragon

As night fell, a misty rain shrouded the landscape.

Within an ancient temple just outside Selsluma, Dang Wu, clad in armor, stood silently in the pavilion.

A bright lamp on the stone stool within the pavilion cast a warm glow, while the fragrance of two cups of tea grew increasingly potent.

It was deep into the night, and all was quiet