After that thrilling, desperate counterattack, the earth lay in ruins, and the smoke of battle had not yet cleared. The air was thick with the heavy scent of blood and scorched earth, and the setting sun bled like crimson, casting a dismal glow over the scarred battlefield. Zhang Yue and his companions collapsed onto the ground, exhausted and gasping for breath. Their bodies felt drained of all strength, and every single breath weighed heavily upon them.
Yet, before they could even recover from the joy of victory, a shocking piece of news struck them like a heavy blow to the heart—the divine bird had suddenly vanished. The divine bird was a mysterious ally they had unexpectedly gained during their long and perilous journey. It possessed extraordinary power and wisdom, and its entire body was covered in multicolored feathers that shimmered with a mystical radiance. Its bright, expressive eyes seemed capable of discerning all things in the world. On numerous critical occasions, the divine bird had guided their path and averted crises, making it an indispensable companion.
"What on earth is going on here? How could the divine bird just disappear like this?" Ziyan frowned deeply. Her beautiful face was etched with anxiety, and her once-bright eyes had lost their luster, leaving behind only profound confusion and worry.
Chapter 100