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

He heard the bad news from a fleeing caravan halfway to the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden.

The Black Tide, that terrifying wave that devours everything, is surging toward his homeland.

“No…no…sister…” Xiao Naxia’s lips trembled as she murmured repeatedly, as if she could deny the despairing news.

Why now of all times? When he left home, yearning to seek a sliver of hope to change his fate at Tree Garden? Damn Black Tide! He cursed fiercely, his teeth almost grinding to powder.

My sister is still at home! She's always like that, stubbornly guarding that old house and the things our parents left behind, all to take care of the family and wait for him to come back… She faces the all-encompassing darkness alone…

The boy dared not think any further, and just ran desperately, wishing he could sprout wings from his feet.

In the distance, he saw a dense crowd gathered on the dirt road leading to the city-state, with vehicles, luggage, and livestock crammed together, slowly inching in the opposite direction from him.

So many people are fleeing? Is that Black Tide really that terrifying, striking fear into the hearts of everyone?

His heart sank, but his steps quickened. No matter what others thought, his sister must still be in the city! She was definitely waiting for him!

When he finally rushed into the city gate against the flow of people, the expected scene of war with flames and howling monsters did not appear.

The city-state did not appear to be engulfed in war; there were no towering flames or desperate screams.

But an invisible panic still permeated the air. People hurried along, their faces filled with fear, busy loading their belongings onto vehicles or carrying them on their shoulders, clearly in the midst of an emergency migration.

Could it be that the Black Tide hasn't truly arrived yet? Yes, even I, on my way here, have heard the news; the people in the city-state must have received the warning even earlier.

A faint hope ignited in the boy's heart. So, his sister might still be alright? But he had to find her immediately and take her away! Even if they couldn't go to the distant Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden, he wanted to be with his sister, anywhere would do!

When Xia Nakai ran breathlessly to the familiar alleyway in front of his house, the scene before him almost froze his blood—

A young man with white hair, a stranger, was carrying a loom left by his parents, which his sister cherished most and which she never allowed anyone else to touch. He walked out of the house.

Panic, anger, and extreme worry for his sister's safety instantly overwhelmed Xia's reason. He instinctively assumed the other person was a robber taking advantage of the chaos!

"Who are you?! Put down my sister's things!" the boy roared hoarsely, his voice slightly distorted by fear and anger.

He knew he was small in stature and his words lacked authority.

So almost without hesitation, he suddenly pulled out a strangely shaped, long, narrow object from his waist, made of metal tubes and a rough wooden stock—a simple pistol that he had secretly made using his own ingenuity.

He pointed the gun at the white-haired youth with trembling hands.

The man paused, and as instructed, gently placed the item on the ground.

The man's expression remained unchanged; at that moment, Xia could only see calmness in his deep blue eyes.

Xia felt a little flustered by that gaze. Her fingers trembled violently on the cold trigger due to extreme tension, and she almost pulled it uncontrollably!

At this critical moment——

"Xia? Is that you back?"

A familiar voice, tinged with surprise and a hint of doubt, rang out from inside the room.

Immediately afterwards, a green-haired girl peeked out of the room.

Her hair color was exactly the same as that summer, and her face was covered with a little dust from handling things. When she saw her younger brother holding a gun at the door and the white-haired youth standing by the loom, she was clearly taken aback.

"Oh dear! What are you doing? Quickly put that dangerous thing down!" the older sister exclaimed, rushing out of the house. "This kind gentleman has come to help!"

Bai E felt a deep sense of speechlessness, a rather novel feeling.

The teacher who had clashed with him verbally several times in class was now pointing a gun at him?

He could even clearly see Xia's fingers, slightly white from excessive force, trembling uncontrollably as he pulled the trigger.

Chapter 169 Bai Mo: Bai E, we should go to the Ai Li Secret Pavilion.

"Xia! How rude of you! Quickly apologize to this kind gentleman!"

Seeing this, Xia's older sister hurriedly stepped forward, scolding her younger brother in a somewhat stern tone, her face full of apology and embarrassment.

Bai E suppressed the absurdity in his heart, shook his head slightly, and said in a calm, unwavering voice, "No need."

His gaze swept over the rough firearm gripped tightly by the boy, finally settling on Xia's face, flushed with nervousness and embarrassment. He paused, then added,

“Your brother… cares about you a lot. This concern is not a fault. Besides… that gun can't hurt me.”

However, Xiao Nakexia stubbornly shook his head. He put down the simple musket completely, then bowed deeply to Bai E, his voice still trembling slightly:

"I...I'm so sorry, sir! I was too impulsive and misunderstood you! I'm very sorry!"

Bai E was slightly taken aback by the persistent apology. He looked at the boy, who was clearly so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear into the ground, yet still forced himself to maintain proper etiquette.

Bai E's originally indifferent lips curled up almost imperceptibly into a faint but genuine smile.

Teacher Xia, you've finally met your match.

He stopped dwelling on it and turned to the siblings, explaining the upcoming arrangements: "By the way, there's something I need to tell you. This city-state has been designated as a frontline fortress for the Ohmama Allied Forces in their fight against the Black Tide. Soon, it will no longer be safe here."

His words made the siblings turn pale instantly, but Bai'er's next words brought them hope:

"Later, there will be someone... well, the one who directly pushed back the Black Tide creation that was besieging the city and looks very similar to me. He will help you, and other people who need to be evacuated, to settle in the heart of Onfaros."

His gaze was calm, yet carried a reassuring strength: "If you have a particular city-state you'd like to visit, for example..."

He glanced meaningfully at Xia's luggage. "Shenwu Tree Garden? Just tell him. He will fulfill your request."

"The Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden?!" At that moment, Xia's older sister could hardly believe her ears. She excitedly hugged her still-stunned younger brother, her voice slightly choked with joy:

"Xia! Did you hear that? We can go to the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden together! We're safe now, and we can even go to the Hall of Wisdom you've always wanted to visit!"

At that moment, Xia was held tightly in her sister's arms, feeling the overwhelming joy of regaining what she had lost. All the fear, tension, and embarrassment she had felt before seemed to be washed away in that instant.

He stared blankly at the white-haired youth whose expression remained calm, a complex emotion welling up in his heart, a mixture of gratitude and awe.

Bai E watched this scene, a long-lost smile flashing across his eyes.

This is just the beginning. In this cycle of reincarnation and in every cycle to come, he and Bai Mo will fulfill the wishes of every Golden Descendant, just as they are now.

They can definitely do it, right?

Bai Mo reached out and handed the "death" flame, which was constantly flickering and exuding an aura of darkness and end, to Bai E.

The firelight illuminated Bai E's emotionless face. Just moments before, they had witnessed together Xia Die, the being who wielded the power of death, finally embracing her predetermined fate and willingly entrusting the spark containing the rules of death to their hands in this cycle of reincarnation.

"Bai E, it's time." Bai Mo's deep voice broke the silence between the two.

His gaze fell on his brother beside him—Bai E had now successfully fused with a total of ten fire seeds.

An immense and unparalleled power surged within him, causing the air around him to distort slightly due to the high temperature, radiating a scorching heat wave.

Nearly a thousand years have passed quietly like flowing water, yet they have not etched many traces of time on the faces of the two brothers. Time seems to have been exceptionally kind to them.

The only noticeable change was Bai Mo's increasingly deep eyes and Bai E's body, which had almost turned into a walking furnace.

“This cycle… does not need another savior…” Bai E’s voice was hoarse from the burning power. He seemed to still want to resist, his brows furrowed with an unyielding heaviness and rejection.

He was unwilling to drag another time and space, another possible "them," into this endless burden and struggle.

“I know!” Bai Mo interrupted him, her tone urgent yet firm. “I know you don’t want to involve another ‘us.’ But what was our original intention in gaining power and embarking on this thorny, almost eternal path?”

He stepped forward, ignoring the onrushing heat, his gaze fixed intently on Bai E: "Isn't it all to protect everything we cherish, to protect those we love? And now, Aili Mixie—that land we once considered home—is being mercilessly swallowed by the Black Tide! Do you want that 'us' to experience the pain of losing loved ones again?"

Bai Mo paused, as if the next word weighed a ton of weight, making it difficult for him to utter: "Moreover... the most crucial link in achieving 'reincarnation'... 'time'..."

That name seemed to carry some kind of curse; just mentioning it made the surrounding air freeze.

"..." He was met with a long silence from Bai E. The light around him flickered, revealing the intense struggle within him.

Bai Mo no longer waited. He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and suddenly reached out and took Bai E's burning hot, iron-like hand in his!

The moment the skin came into contact, a sharp burning sensation immediately followed.

But Bai Mo gritted his teeth and didn't even flinch.

He simply gripped his brother's hand tightly, gazing into Bai E's eyes, which shone with a hint of molten gold from the burning embers and were brimming with complex emotions.

He stopped trying to persuade them with words. Instead, he showed his determination through his actions—no matter what lay ahead, they had to face it together.

Bai Mo pulled hard, almost forcefully dragging Bai E, step by step towards the quietly standing "Hundred Realms Gate".

Even as the excruciating pain of burning flesh shot through his palms, he did not loosen his grip in the slightest.

Meanwhile, at the Elegant Secret Pavilion.

What was once a peaceful and idyllic countryside has now become a purgatory of despair.

The pitch-black, ceaselessly surging black tide completely engulfed the brilliant golden wheat fields, and the murky waves even surged into the clear lake, turning the fish swimming within into withered bones.

Amid the chaotic fleeing crowd, a couple was shouting at the top of their lungs.

Chapter 170 A Savior Card.

The man had brown hair and blue eyes, while the woman had white hair and brown eyes; her face was now streaked with tears.

"Cais! Where are you! Cais! Answer us!" Their voices were drowned out by the screams and cries all around them.

By the time they suddenly realized the light had dimmed and a nauseating, foul stench was looming over them, it was already too late.

A monster, three meters tall, with a ferocious appearance and formed from the black tide, raised a twisted and filthy giant sword and slashed down at them with an aura of destruction!

The blue-eyed man let out a desperate roar, using all his strength to shield his wife beneath him, even though he knew it was futile, he still made a final effort.

The anticipated tearing and pain did not come immediately.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment, yet it also seemed as if only a fleeting instant had passed.

A few seconds later, the couple opened their tightly closed eyes, trembling.

A gentle yet powerful force, like the most resilient barrier, gently enveloped them.

This power exudes an ancient, weathered, yet protective aura.

It not only protected the couple who narrowly escaped death, but also spread out like ripples, enveloping all the fleeing villagers in the surrounding area.

At the same time, it also imprisoned all the rampaging and roaring black tide creations in place.

The world seemed to have been put on pause.

"...This is..." The white-haired woman nestled in her husband's arms, gazing at the faint light surrounding her, and murmured absently, "Is this the protection of Oronis?"

Behind them, the villagers who had survived the ordeal knelt down, stretched their hands toward the sky, tears of gratitude and awe streaming down their faces, and began to praise the miracle of the Titan of "Time".

Just then, two figures burst in like shooting stars tearing through the gloom!

Sword light crisscrossed, the scorching heat of the sun intertwined with the icy silver light of the moon, and wherever it passed, the ferocious black tide creations collapsed and annihilated like fragile withered grass.

With unparalleled force, they forcefully tore a hole in the black tide that was about to engulf the Elegant Secret Pavilion.

In this cycle, the parents of the White Calamity—Heroinemos and Odatta—were stunned by this sudden turn of events.

They huddled behind the broken wall, staring incredulously at the two figures that seemed to have descended from the heavens like divine warriors.

“That…that is…” Bai E’s father, Hilonimos, the brown-haired, blue-eyed man, trembled with extreme shock and could barely speak.

He stared intently at the young man wielding a silver greatsword, his body radiating a scorching aura. "That face...that silhouette...is that our...Kauslana?"

He rubbed his eyes violently, wondering if he was hallucinating from the immense pressure. "But...am I seeing things? How can there be...two of them?"

However, his white-haired, brown-eyed wife, Odatta, did not answer any of her husband's questions.

Her gaze was fixed on the other of the two figures, the one wielding a ferocious red greatsword, whose eyes were as deep and distant as the starry sky.

For no apparent reason, her tears flowed like a burst dam, streaming down her dust-covered cheeks.

A sharp, deep-seated throbbing gripped her heart.

“No…” she choked, her voice as soft as a dream, yet filled with a maternal instinct and an unwavering, overwhelming grief, “They are not…not our Caius…”

Odatta couldn't see their full figures, but he could clearly feel the immense weight that those two powerful bodies carried, a weight that was almost crushing them.

It is a weariness and vicissitude that can only be possessed after traversing endless time and space, experiencing countless losses, and accumulating unimaginable pain.

"They..." Her fingers gripped the front of her shirt tightly, as if only in this way could she alleviate the inexplicable yet intense heartache.

“They look…like our children…but they are completely different…they…they seem to be in a thousand times, ten thousand times more pain than our Cais…”

She didn't know where this heartache came from, nor why she was so certain.

But at that moment, gazing at those two figures who descended like heroes, yet seemed to bear the sorrow of the entire world on their backs, a mother felt an indescribable pain in her heart for the "children" she had never met.

After ensuring that the villagers of the Eri's Secret Village were no longer in any danger, Bai'er and Bai Mo arrived at the entrance to the Lost Labyrinth.

It was here that they encountered Bai E (let's call him Bai E 1), who had rushed out of this cycle in a panic to save his hometown.