Chapter 1422

"Moreover, in this life all the Golden Descendants are paving the way for the Star—what kind of trust is this exactly..."

"Tipao, Aglaea could still understand, but someone like Sai Feier and Xiaodie, Golden Descendants who hadn't even had a chance to meet before, also chose to trust the Star without hesitation—this seems utterly unimaginable to Xiumu Bai Zai."

"What if the Star never comes back?"

"What if the Star is forever trapped in prison, unable to carry out the Recreation of the World again?"

"They didn't know, but they still chose to believe..."

"Obviously, Laigushi was polite in his previous life, but after shedding his disguise in this life he turned out unexpectedly cruel." Ribangu Dong Shilang raised his eyebrows, "Compared to being a genius, I feel this Laigushi is more suited to be an emissary of Destruction."

"The wisdom of geniuses, destruction and salvation often differ by only a single thought. I recall that Heita seems to have saved its own home planet over a dozen times, yet the Imaginary Number Pulse Cannon in her hand can annihilate countless star systems in a snap—" Kele Chunshui tipped back his head and drained the cup in one gulp, "Wisdom is the sharpest blade of geniuses, but Laigushi now wants to use that blade to kill Boshi Zun."

"Do you think Zandaru will intervene in this matter?" Dong Shilang swallowed saliva, somewhat nervously asking.

Chunshui shook his head: "Hard to say, but we can't have expectations of him, after all whether Zandaru is still alive is a question in itself. Moreover, since this Laigushi was born before Boshi Zun, two such prodigious geniuses are bound to have crossed paths. It's a pity their ideas are now opposed; I'd guess they'll start fighting as soon as they meet."

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"Everyone knows Laigushi will definitely take the Creation Vortex Core as his target."

Tipao nodded: "That's precisely why *we* must do this."

Sai Feier let out a long sigh: "As expected of Ai Diliya's War-Monitoring Holy Maiden, she's far more decisive than I imagined."

Tipao continued: "Furthermore, Sai Feier, *we* hope you will quickly make a trip to Xuanfengcheng. No matter the method, you must form an alliance with Conflict. The prophesied crown prince has already been born. He will become Aohema's new defender, continuing to guard this land after we leave."

"As for that, no need to worry... I just came back from Xuanfengcheng, merely a step ahead of the news."

Tiping suddenly looked up at the sky: "Tipao, something is flying toward Aohema, extraordinarily fast—"

Before his words even faded, a golden beam of light had already pierced the sky.

Everyone only had time to see a flash of golden light—

"——ya!"

Amid the flying debris and dust, Tiping and Tipao instinctively stepped back half a step.

"How—how did this happen?"

"It—it's a spear..."

Gazing at the golden spear left after the smoke and dust cleared, Sai Feier said in a low voice: "It's the Xuanfeng people; their king has arrived."

This memory ends here; Xilian later added a supplement:

"Under the protection of the two demigods Trissiproseris and Safaliya, Aohema withstood successive pressures, but gradually found it hard to continue. Xiaodie decided to make Stikokisia her last resort, thereby completing the Death trial, causing the stagnant River of the Dead to recede completely."

"Afterward, Trissiproseris embarked on a journey. That same year, the Xuanfeng King Oulipang, accompanied by Prince Maidemos, joined the alliance, dedicating themselves to the war to save the world, guarding the Holy City."

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It seems the Wandi family in this life is quite harmonious.

Jing Tian gently blew on the tea leaves floating in his cup and sighed heartfeltly. In his previous life, Maide Mo Si hardly knew any affection, being cast into the Nether Sea by King Oulipang at an early age—a near‑death experience. Yet fate seemed to make up for it: the parental love he never received in his former life, this life granted him a blissful childhood.

"Yeah, brother, but..." Long Kui frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "If the Wandi family is happy in this life, does that mean he never went through the Nether River's baptism and lost the immortality he had in his past life? After all, who would a loving parent toss their own child into the Nether River?"

Exactly, but against the unkillable Laigushi, probably only the equally unkillable Wandi can stand against him. Saying this, Jing Tian's eyes flickered with regret: "I had thought that without the black tide, without the fire‑stealers, Weng Fa Luo's fire‑chasing quest would be a bit easier—why is it still so difficult?"

If the black tide is an unstoppable natural disaster, then the Laigushi is an outright man‑made catastrophe. Couldn't there be an ending where every Golden Descendant lives to the end?

Even if the Iron Tomb eventually appears and the Golden Descendants will ultimately fade, Jing Tian still hopes to witness Xing fighting shoulder‑to‑shoulder with all the Golden Descendants just once.

That is the genuine miracle he wishes Xing to bring about.

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If chopping me apart would give this world one more second of life—then do it.

Just as they arrived at the market, Xing and Xilian heard Wandi's voice.

"But... but... that would hurt!" Ti An said worriedly.

Pain will bring prolonged torment, but it cannot possibly destroy me. I believe that when *you* cross the Ten Thousand Paths Gate and leap off the cliff, you will surely hold the same thought.

Ti An lowered her head: "Ugh, I can't refute..."

Given the current situation, this is also the only option available to Ohma. Do as I say... Wandi took a deep breath, speaking word by word: "Split my soul into five parts, forge for me an immortal body... let the blade of 'Conflict' remain forever aloft, slaying its enemies to the ends of the world."

「「……」」

Ti An said nothing, merely looking at him sadly.

"Don't be sad, Lady Ti Li Xi Bi E Si." Wandi's voice suddenly turned gentle, he softly comforted: "We have already made considerable progress toward that prophesied tomorrow, haven't we? In this life, my kin need not sink any longer into false guidance. The fate of the Xuan Feng has been washed clean of blood."

Weng Fa Luo no longer needs a god named 'Conflict'. So let me also shatter the old law, letting the 'Heaven's Punishment Spear' become again a weapon to defend the world.

After witnessing Xiao Di's resolve, Ti An, though still sad, firmly nodded: "We... understand."

Besides, could you do me another favor?

Wandi turned and gazed into the distance: "The seven sages of the Shen Wu Tree Garden have embarked on their journey; they will soon arrive in batches to join the resistance. Among them is a scholar named Anaxagoras... This person has extraordinary vision, fears no sacrifice. This 'Soul‑Splitting Ritual' is not only my decision, but also stems from his counsel. His wisdom will surely become a pillar of Weng Fa Luo's survival."

"Take good care of him. Then, in my place, pass on this unextinguished flame."