Turbulent miasma permeates the heavens and earth, accumulating more and more, impossible to dispel.
The sky turns somber, the surrounding cold akin to deep winter.
Under this, the old village chief's face turns blue again, his life force being eroded quickly under the miasma's shroud, soon to be on the brink of death.
Song Changping sees this, his figure moves, lifting the old village chief and flying into the village.
His sudden appearance causes the whole village to panic.
They had just watched the fierce battle in the sky from a distance, knowing deeply that with one thought from this man, their whole village would perish.
Song Changping's gaze sweeps over all the villagers, his eerie green eyes making everyone shiver, frozen in place.
"If you want to survive, take the villagers away from this place quickly."
Song Changping drops this line, then flies away.
"Grandpa!" A Li regains his senses, first supporting the old village chief.
