Just like right now.
If they lost these few Saints,
who else could step forward to hold off a powerful enemy?
"Chen... Ming..."
A low voice sounded across the land.
The ancient beast clad in metal armor stared straight up at a White Piece Astral overhead.
It had come with a clear target in mind.
Chen Ming's gaze shifted toward the ancient beast below.
It had called out his name. It knew him.
But Chen Ming had long since lost interest in that sort of thing.
It was nothing more than the same situation he had faced in the Ruined Divine Kingdom...
"Looks like the Blood Race is fixated on me."
The next second,
the whole area abruptly went dark!
It was as though the daylight had been blotted out, plunging everything into night.
The Star Dipper Chessboard vanished.
The phenomenon in the sky faded with it.
"Huh... What happened?"
"Did it get dark?"
Only then did people realize
that the Great Mist blanketing the land obscured their vision.
Once Chen Ming's Star Dipper Chessboard disappeared, they lost the light illuminating it.
But soon, light shone across the land once more.
And this time, it was even brighter!
Crimson-gold light poured down from the sky, instantly filling every corner they could see.
People looked up.
High above, a blazing sun appeared to be... taking flight?
But on closer inspection, they realized it was no sun.
It was a divine bird.
As the divine bird spread its wings and soared, it unfurled a curtain of fire and rain across the sky.
Like a beacon lighting the world, it shone in every direction and drove all the Great Mist from within the realm.
The Bi Fang Divine Bird was itself a manifestation of the Withered Spirit Tree's power.
It could be called