Western Battlefield.
Observing the cordyceps slowly materializing from an illusion, Bai Qiucha and his companions were all somewhat surprised.
"Epsilon? Has Bai Qi come?"
A glimmer of hope flashed across Bai Qiucha's eyes.
If Bai Qi could come, then the guardian dragons wouldn't need to lift a finger.
"The leader didn't come, it's just me."
The cordyceps shook its head, and Bai Qiucha and the five-colored giant dragon immediately showed disappointed expressions.
If it were any other enemy, even mythical creatures, Bai Qi sending over the cordyceps alone wouldn't be a problem.
But what they were facing now was the Black Fog Serpent, and ordinary mythical creatures were no match for it, let alone the cordyceps as a legendary creature.
"Epsilon, you stay here to protect them, we'll go deal with the Black Fog Serpent."
Seeing that Bai Yuxiao's condition was stabilizing, Aleta stood up, and the other five-colored giant dragons also rose and charged towards the Black Fog Serpent.