Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

It stands lifelessly in the city center, stripped of all its luster, leaving only a cold metallic silhouette and a dim sky.

The city walls were covered with new claw marks and charred burn marks, clearly indicating that they had experienced more frequent and intense attacks than in the previous cycle.

"It seems that the trajectory of each cycle is not exactly the same."

Bai Mo's gaze swept over the scattered black tide creatures wandering in the wilderness outside the city, exuding an ominous aura. His tone became more solemn than ever before.

"The dangers and pressures that Ohma faces in this life seem to far exceed those of the previous cycle."

“That’s right, Bai Mo.” Bai E took a deep breath and gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"But no matter how the cycle of reincarnation deviates, this is the reality we live in, and this is the world we must save."

He turned to look at his younger brother, his expression unusually serious. "Before we delve deeper into this vortex, let's confirm our ultimate goal one last time."

Bai Mo met Bai E's gaze and said in a clear and firm voice:

"Go and change the doomed fate of the twelve factors, and prove to all the high and mighty beings that the first cause of life is not destruction!"

He paused, his eyes burning with an undeniable determination: "Then, I will... receive the final glance of the Star God, break free from the shackles of data, and become a truly free life."

And finally... he took everyone—and left Onpharos!

"Hmm... clear goal, firm will." Bai E nodded, a smile appearing on his face.

"Let's go then, don't keep them waiting too long."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked with steady and firm steps toward the closed gates of Ohmana.

After Bai'er and Bai'mo joined forces to wipe out several waves of attacking Black Tide creations outside the city of Ohma with overwhelming force.

Their strength quickly attracted the attention of the city's survivors and garrison.

Ordinary soldiers, still shaken, peeked out from behind the city wall, discussing the two nameless swordsmen who looked remarkably alike, as if they had descended from the heavens.

Experts were also amazed by their seamless teamwork and the incredible power of their swords.

Just as the discussion was gaining momentum, the person they most wanted to see finally appeared before them.

She was a woman whose temperament was like a deep, still pool, yet she gave the impression of turbulent undercurrents within.

She was dressed in a smart executive uniform, with a strangely shaped weapon—a zither sword—at her waist.

She precisely blocked their path, scrutinizing them with sharp eyes.

However... at the same time that Bai Mo and Bai E saw Heather appear, Bai Mo also keenly caught several hidden gazes out of the corner of his eye.

It seemed that someone in the crowd was quietly observing them.

A knowing smile almost imperceptibly appeared on Bai Mo's lips.

Sure enough, no matter how the cycle of reincarnation changes, the despicable habits of some people will not change.

Chapter 153 Bai Mo: After all that talk, we still need to use the Heavenly Fire.

So, when Heather asked Bai Er and Bai Mo's names and purpose in her calm yet subtly authoritative voice—

Bai Mo met her gaze directly, without any beating around the bush, and answered frankly, "I am the savior of Onpharos. I have come here to see Cerudela."

Hazel's eyes, which seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, narrowed slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze a bit because of the coldness she exuded.

"Savior?" Her voice was devoid of emotion, yet carried an overwhelming sense of authority.

"This is not a title you can just use casually, stranger."

She emphasized her words, adding with an undeniable air, "Also, here, she should be addressed as—Her Majesty Kerudela."

Bai E, sensing the tense atmosphere, immediately stepped forward to smooth things over:

"Your Excellency Sword Banner, please calm your anger. My companion meant no disrespect."

The situation is urgent. We possess extremely important intelligence and must immediately appear before Her Majesty Crydela. We have an obligation to truthfully report the truth of the "Recreation" to her.

Hazel's gaze swept back and forth between the two for a moment, as if weighing her options.

Finally, her icy aura subsided slightly, and she nodded:

"Alright, two nameless swordsmen with exceptional skills. Hold onto my tail and come with me. This is not the place for further discussion; let's find somewhere else."

After saying that, she turned around nimbly and led Bai Er and Bai Mo through the heavily guarded streets, heading towards the most central and heavily guarded area of ​​the holy city of Ohm.

Bai Mo and Bai E remained calm and composed, as if they were simply strolling through their own courtyard. They followed Hai Seyin through layers of heavily guarded checkpoints and finally arrived at Dawn Cloud Cliff, the most heavily defended holy site in Ohma.

A biting wind howled past, fluttering the clothes of the crowd.

There, they met Aglaia and Tibo, who had been waiting for them for a long time.

Their figures stood on the edge of the cliff, seemingly integrated with this weathered holy city.

"Golden Weaver, hostage, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Heather walked quickly to Aglaia and Tibo's side and stood with them, forming an invisible line of defense.

“It’s you…” Bai E looked at the two incredibly familiar faces in front of him, yet at this moment they seemed strange and wary, and couldn’t help but murmur, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Bai Mo glanced around the empty Cloud Cliff, his gaze sharp, but he couldn't find the figure in his memory that always emitted a blue light, like a small candle.

He looked directly at Hazel and asked, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of inquiry:

"Haiserin, you said you'd take us to see Caesar, the one who abolished the barbaric custom of kissing feet. Well... I'm curious, where is Lady Crydella now?"

“First of all,” Heather’s brows furrowed immediately, her voice icy as she corrected him, “my name is Heather, not some weird ‘Heather 1.’ Watch your address, stranger.”

She stepped forward, radiating an even more formidable aura:

"Secondly, to avoid any misunderstanding, Nameless Swordsman. Although we may have seemed to be chatting and laughing along the way, I have never once said that you are qualified to see her."

Her gaze swept over Bai Mo and Bai E, filled with undisguised scrutiny and suspicion: "According to the oracle of the hostage, there is absolutely no way that the 'savior' could appear ahead of schedule in this era."

Therefore, anyone claiming this name is suspicious, and we must remain highly vigilant.

She turned her head slightly and gestured to Aglaia and Tibo behind her, saying, "Come on, King Jinzhi, hostage. Perform our duty—'receive' these two 'guests' of unknown origin."

"As expected?" Bai Mo seemed to have anticipated this outcome, showing no surprise on his face, but rather revealing an expression of "I knew it." "If we want to get the opportunity for equal dialogue as quickly as possible, it seems we still need to show some 'sincerity'."

Before he finished speaking, he casually placed the menacing "Heavenly Fire" greatsword in his hand lightly on the ground.

A silent yet boundless golden ripple suddenly spread outwards from the point where the sword tip touched the ground! It was as if a pebble had been thrown into space itself!

The power of "time" is revealed here!

A time-stopping domain, composed entirely of golden light and absolutely frozen, descended without warning, precisely enveloping the three Golden Bloods before them—Hayserin, Aglaia, and Tibo!

Their movements, expressions, and even the flowing strands of hair were frozen in an instant, like three exquisite statues!

The soldiers who had been on high alert witnessed this miraculous scene and, in their horror, immediately and instinctively wanted to rush forward to protect him!

However—whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless slender yet incredibly strong golden threads appeared out of thin air, like living serpents, instantly wrapping around the limbs, weapons, and even throats of every soldier, binding and suppressing all their movements, even their cries, making them unable to move!

Immediately afterwards, a giant sword blade, hundreds of meters long and seemingly capable of cleaving mountains, appeared out of thin air above Dawn Cloud Cliff!

Its destructive energy distorted and wailed the air, and the blazing sword tip was aimed directly at the Dawn Cloud Cliff below.

The violent energy gathered wildly within, emitting a heart-palpitating buzz, as if it would crash down at any moment, instantly blasting the entire Cloud Cliff, along with all the Golden Descendants and ordinary soldiers on it, into dust!

Bai Mo's gaze, however, bypassed the frozen Heather and landed on a spot behind her where there was nothing.

As the time-stopping field expanded, Heather's exquisite siren illusion crumbled like a veil blown away by the wind, revealing the figure that had been hidden behind it all along—

The petite yet undeniably majestic Empress, Cerberus.

"Lord Caesar! Watch out!!"

Despite being bound by golden threads himself, the loyal "Broken Edge Lord" Labinus still let out a hoarse warning with eyes blazing with fury!

But at the very moment his voice rang out—

A miniature Hundred Worlds Gate silently unfolded from the void behind Krydella!

A white clone, with an even more ethereal aura and seemingly composed of pure energy, stepped out like a ghost, before Krydella could even react.

The "Heavenly Fire" greatsword, burning with dark red flames, already carried the scalding heat of death as it was precisely and lightly placed against her slender neck!

That clearly originated from the clone ability of "Tirisippius" in the previous cycle!

Chapter 154 Senate: 666, is this true sincerity for true sincerity?

Hathaway's pupils trembled violently in their sockets! Her gaze was fixed on the terrifying blade less than ten centimeters from Krydella's neck.

Unfortunately, Heather, trapped in the time-stopping realm, couldn't do anything.

She could only watch helplessly as fine beads of sweat rapidly appeared on Krydella's fair neck due to the blade of "Heavenly Fire"!

"I have no intention of provoking conflict, Lord Caesar." Bai Mo's voice was calm and even, as if what was placed on the neck of an empress was not a divine weapon capable of burning everything, but merely a harmless flower branch.

"Then move your sword away first." Krystal's voice was equally calm. She raised her head slightly, her eyes burning with blue flames staring directly at Bai Mo without fear.

The king's majesty was on full display at this moment, even though she had to look up to see his face.

"I just want to fight for an equal and peaceful dialogue opportunity." Bai Mo seemed not to hear her request and continued to state his position in his steady tone, the Heavenly Fire in his hand remaining motionless, its intense heat causing the air to distort slightly.

“…Alright,” Cerudela took a deep breath, trying to change her approach, “Then at least take that thing hanging over my Holy City back first! And release my Sword Banner from that state!” She gestured with her eyes to the terrifying greatsword above and the frozen Heather.

"Don't worry, Lord Caesar, I will show you my 'sincerity'." Bai Mo had already made up his mind.

Immediately, he raised his hand and opened a portal to the Hundred Realms, not even glancing at the chaotic scene behind him, and walked straight toward the portal leading to the lower city of Ohma.

Cerydra: “…”

She watched Bai Mo's back as he left everyone standing there without a second thought, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

Finally, she gave up her futile struggle and instead secretly used the blue flames above her head to viciously "burn" the cheek of her clone, Bai Mo, which was so close to her.

Although this behavior seems to have no practical effect other than making the surrounding air a little warmer.

On the other side, when Bai E first saw Bai Mo suddenly subdue Kerudela and hang the giant sword on the top of the cloud cliff, he was worried that it would completely ruin their relationship.

But looking at this strange yet inexplicably "effective" method of communication, and at Krydella's reaction—which, though angry, had not truly lost her composure—he nodded thoughtfully, as if he had grasped something.

“So… in some situations, holding a knife to someone’s throat is a quick way to gain ‘trust’ and the right to talk,” he muttered to himself, his tone strange.

Bai Mo appeared directly in the somewhat chaotic city of Ohema through the Hundred Realms Gate.

Behind him, in the direction of the towering Dawn Cloud Cliff, the hundreds-of-meters-long "Heavenly Punishment Blade" still hovered majestically, its tip pointing directly at the body of the god Kefale below, as if it would stab down fiercely at any moment!

This sight, like the Sword of Damocles, brought great panic to the inhabitants of the holy city. People looked up anxiously and whispered among themselves.

As Bai Mo expected, he had just demonstrated "value" and "strength" sufficient to threaten the Empress and shake the Holy City, and some restless elders who had been lurking in the shadows came to him on their own initiative, like hyenas that smelled blood.

An elderly man, dressed in fine clothes but with shifty eyes, cautiously approached Bai Mo under the cover of his servants, his face displaying an expression of indignation and concern for the country's people.

"Your esteemed savior! I am one of the elders of the Holy City. As you have seen, since that tyrannical ruler who disregards tradition came to power, the Holy City has been plunged into chaos, and the people are suffering..."

He spoke eloquently, as if he were a loyal minister serving the country and its people, rather than a politician vying for power and profit.

"Mmm..." Bai Mo replied casually, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the panicked crowd on the street, as if he wasn't listening at all.

The elder was overjoyed, mistaking Bai Mo's perfunctory attitude for tacit approval and recognition, and thought he had found an incomparably powerful ally.

He excitedly introduced Bai Mo to several other elders who were hiding in the shadows and were also dissatisfied with Krydella.

In a secluded room, several elders looked at Bai Mo with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

The old man excitedly introduced, "Gentlemen! This is the prophesied Savior Onpharos! I believe that with his leadership and the assistance of our Senate, we will surely overthrow that tyrant's rule and restore order to the Holy City! The world will ultimately belong to the Senate! Uh... and of course, the Savior!"

Looking at the faces of these people, each with their own hidden agendas, Bai Mo's face began to reveal an enigmatic smile. "No need for formalities, just call me Bai Mo."

His voice even sounded somewhat gentle, "And I can tell you some good news with absolute certainty—you will never see that Cerrudra again."

"Thank you, Lord Bai Mo!" The elder who had led the way was overjoyed and smug, feeling that he had gained face in front of his colleagues, because he had become the number one contributor to getting in touch with the new ruler!

However, Bai Mo's next words made the smile on his face freeze.

"No, you're actually going to yell?"

Before anyone could even see what happened, the elder's head had already been severed from his neck, his face still bearing an expression of astonishment and greed, before rolling to the ground.

The other elders were terrified, collapsing to the ground and screaming in panic, "No, we didn't! Savior! We didn't shout! It was all him who said it!"

Bai Mo flicked away non-existent blood from his hands, his gaze sweeping over the trembling elites as if they were ants, and casually posed a question that only fueled their despair:

"Oh? But I'm sorry, I need to exchange your 'sincerity' for the sincerity of that suspicious king."

When Krystal saw Bai Mo calmly strolling out of the Hundred Realms Gate again, the blue flames in her eyes flickered slightly.