Immediately afterward, an ethereal voice reached her ears.
"Disaster is coming. The civilization here is falling into darkness. Go and guide them."
Along with that unfathomable voice, a cluster of light struck the center of her brow. Vast vitality stitched her wounded body back together, and a method for obtaining materials to strengthen herself was embedded in her mind.
After careful consideration, Mu Bingge set aside a small portion of her power for this planet.
"Remember your world. Do not let it vanish into time."
A gentle breeze delivered a swath of materials, scattering them over the land like fine rain, leaving them for future generations to discover and excavate. The blue-haired girl raised both hands to catch the gift carried by the breeze, her mind trying to understand something.
The incomprehensible voices from the sky, the Black Lotus that had blocked the disaster, the Golden Flame burning on the horizon, and the trembling earth.
All of them indicated that some unknown beings seemed to have protected this planet.
"It isn't safe here. Go somewhere else."
A voice like a sigh sounded on the horizon. Before the entire planet had time to react, the sky abruptly darkened, its light ruthlessly drawn away. A membrane rose from the earth, and the Golden Flame spread gently across the sky, becoming a golden sun to preserve the last light for this planet about to flee, bearing it away from the battlefield in the universe.
At that moment, no one could understand what that mysterious voice was saying.
But this planet's consciousness remembered those three utterances from beyond its skies.
Watching the planet recede, the members of Hold Up the Heavens withdrew their hands. Joining forces to send this planet away from the battlefield was already the only thing they could do at present.