The vast primitive forest, where the drizzling rain had stopped, was bathed in a reddish sun appearing in the west, spreading beams of golden light that pierced through the timeless space onto the dense woods. The light filtered through the gaps in the leaves, falling on Luo Zheng's face, causing a blur before his eyes. He looked up at the sky, annoyance rising within him, even the heavens wouldn't leave him in peace. His blood boiled as he firmly swept his gaze around, seeing that everyone was waiting for his decision, his expression hardened as he declared, "Fight, we cannot let everyone die in vain."