With tears in her eyes, the little girl stared blankly at the sky, as if truly searching for that lone figure.
In the park, an old man bent down to pick up a fallen chess piece, clenching it tightly in his palm.
A stunning light erupted from his cloudy eyes as he abruptly straightened his stooped back.
From every street corner and alleyway, from cities to villages, across oceans and on lonely islands... countless voices converged into a torrent that shook the very heavens:
"The Human Race will triumph—!"
"Long live the Changning Saint Venerable—!"
Fear receded like the tide, replaced by a more powerful conviction, one that stemmed from the very depths of their blood.
It was an almost fanatical reverence for Li Wen, an unshakable faith in the future of the Human Race.
At that moment, all of Blue Star was pulled back from the abyss of despair.
A majestic, unprecedented fighting spirit erupted, uniting them all against a common enemy.
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