Phoenix smiled without saying anything.

Others might not know this, but as a part of the Rowan family and a participant in this past event, she still had a few bits of information.

Her parents led a group of strong warriors and left this universe, but they knew they had to leave some behind just in case. If the situation were to change, they needed strong and powerful fighters to protect the universe and defeat the Undead once they turned back.

Phoenix was one of these people.

She then looked towards Sion and asked, “You’re part of the Rowan bloodline as well. From the Nine-Tails royalty, right?

Sion nodded. “I am part of the fifty-third generation of the Rowan Nine Tails.”

Phoenix sighed, seemingly emotional. “It’s already the fifty-third generation? Your tribe is probably quite populated then, huh?”

Sion shook her head. “To be honest, my tribe is tiny. There aren’t many left! Because our ancestors’ legacy was seriously cut off, and there hasn’t been a pure violet legacy in ye