"Milton, who was that person just now? How could anyone possess supreme divine power?" Tristan asked.

The initial shock barely lasted a second before a wave of excitement surged through him.

He saw the figure wave its hand and trigger a phenomenon that defied nature itself, clearing away the scarlet mist that had blanketed miles of land. This was beyond human capability, so he thought that person should be a terrestrial immortal.

"It's too far away, and I can't get a clear look, Your Highness," Milton replied, his eyes still widened with barely contained shock.

That figure's strength was beyond anything he'd ever imagined. It was so overwhelming that he felt as though he was witnessing something otherworldly.

He never would've thought someone that powerful could be hiding in a place like Ashen Coast. Such abilities could potentially equal those of Sacred Wrym Summit's master. He believed that figure could reverse catastrophe through sheer force of will alone.

"Find out who it was