Those divine beasts that had already entered the illusion had no choice, but those who had not, all hurried out of the lake water without hesitation.
No sooner had their forms emerged from the water than they were bound by countless divine light chains.
From within the lake, one after another, remnant souls of the divine beasts stepped out.
Behind these souls, there was a golden long spear.
The God-slaying Spear.
From the God-slaying Spear, countless Beast Divine Souls regained their memories and then charged towards those divine beasts.
"We perished in defense of the Primordial World—"
"Yet today, you seek to betray the Primordial!"
"Traitors—"
"Traitors—"
"Traitors—"
The vast shouts echoed between heaven and earth in the primordial world.
The whole of the Primordial was a surging expanse of azure Rolling Clouds.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a mournful ballad arose.