Cold Village, however, remained quite calm.
"No need to worry. My lord will definitely come!"
In truth, Cold Village had long since completed the Source Lord's Descent ritual targeting Bai Pu.
Bai Pu had already arrived at the Thunder Marsh battlefield; he simply had not made a move for the time being—
Only by acting at the critical moment when the Thunder Marsh demon beasts and the human coalition fell into crisis could he maximize his gains—provided his own strength was enough to hold the field.
And now, the Thunder Horn Kui Ox was injured, besieged by three enemy King-rank demon beasts. The situation was dire.
Cold Village guessed that Bai Pu would probably stop hiding now. Next would be the moment for his dazzling entrance, harvesting the Thunder Horn Kui Ox's and the human coalition's Favorability and prestige.
However, Cold Village had guessed the timing right, but not the protagonist.
The dark clouds above Thunder Marsh were pushed aside by an invisible, domineering force, like clouds parting to reveal the sun, as a beam of heavenly light shone down.
"What is that?"
Cries of alarm rose from the human coalition.
In the firmament, a massive flying serpent appeared, elegant in form and bearing four wings.
This four-winged flying serpent was covered in silver scales, its four wings blotting out the clouds and sun. Within its pair of serpent eyes, molten gold seemed to flow.
An invisible force automatically parted the clouds and mist around it.
Yet the radiance coiling around its body made it difficult to see its form clearly; all anyone felt was a vast, chilling majesty.
"A Feathered Serpent... the legendary vicious beast, the Feathered Serpent?"
"This is a descendant of a vicious beast with an even purer bloodline than the Thunder Horn Kui Ox! Judging by