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Chapter 549: Chapter 546: "Dame Da Hai, Dame Yo.

At this time, a slender figure slowly walked over.

Teacher Fang, with her black hair, bowed slightly to him, seemingly expressing her gratitude for his care for Cici.

Today, she was dressed in a blue-black dress, which reminded one of the gentle and diligent women of the seventies.

"Fang Ping," Su Ming’an said, "Your name reminds me of someone, but the ages don’t match up."

Teacher Fang smiled faintly, as if she didn’t understand what he was talking about.

Su Ming’an shifted his gaze and saw Chang Sheng not far away, grinning foolishly.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

This simple-minded man, wrapped in a big cotton-padded coat once worn by his mother, held colorful candy wrappers in his hands.

This child, who never grew up, had finally tasted candy today.

Only, the stooped old woman was for the first time not by his side.

"Go, Bai Shen!"

On the hillside, children of varying heights waved to Su Ming’an.

The children didn’t understand what it meant to overthrow the Black Wall; they simply found the idea of toppling something that had always existed quite exciting.

Next to him, Guang Li and Tu Yuan, the two elders, kept silent; they respected Su Ming’an’s decision.

"Lord Bai Shen," Migael said calmly, "please... overthrow that Black Wall and break the deep-rooted curse on us."

"I will," Su Ming’an said.

He turned his head, just about to tell Xiber to leave, but then he saw Teacher Fang hugging her.

"Xiber," Teacher Fang whispered, "...you did it."

Almost no one knew how much this seemingly young girl had suffered for the world.

All they could see was her now—the Clan Leader her, unselfishly blessed by Bai Shen, eternally loved by the former Clan Leader.

Only Teacher Fang, who was very close to her, had heard about the dream of salvation she held in her heart.

Xiber took a step forward.

That moment, her hair fluttering in the snow seemed exceptionally translucent and clean.

"Come," she said.

...The light and freedom she yearned for.

...

On the final altar, the vivid red lines sprawled like snakes, engraved around the stones.

In the center of the altar, a purple-haired girl was waiting there.

"Little Ai?" Su Ming’an had thought the figure on the altar was Su Rin, but to his surprise, it was Little Ai.

In the instance of the Ancient Castle, she had indeed said that she would wait for him here in the end.

"Anjiang," Little Ai looked at him with a hint of wistfulness in her eyes as if recalling something from a long time ago: "...I can’t give you my Black Crow Authority just yet. You still have one opponent to deal with, take care of him."

"Where is he?" Su Ming’an asked.

Shadow was already rummaging around nearby, even flipping over the sod as if checking whether Su Rin was hiding in the soil.

Little Ai did not respond; she didn’t know where Su Rin had gone.

"I came to tell you," Little Ai said, "that those who survive to the final altar, like you, will receive some rewards thanks to the blood and life sacrifice of the dead Guides."

"Oh, it’s like that anime about fighting over the cup, where the death of other contestants makes the final grand prize appear," Shadow interjected: "...Can I make a wish to the Holy Grail now?"

"Shut up," Su Ming’an said.

"—That’s clearly an anime you’ve watched, you’ve seen it, and so have I! What’s wrong? Are you discriminating against the second dimension—" Shadow exclaimed.

"This is an order, shut up." Su Ming’an said.

Cloning had to obey his command, and once he issued it, Shadow fell silent.

"You continue." Su Ming’an said to Xiao Ai.

"..." Xiao Ai paused for a moment, "Five years ago, when Bai Shen descended, He placed His [Energy] in the ultimate altar—right beneath our feet."

The [Energy] that Su Ming’an now possessed was absorbed from the tentacled monster; it wasn’t Bai Shen’s Energy in essence and could at best be considered an inferior product—back then, even Xiber couldn’t beat it.

...So the genuine [Energy] was here all along.

He looked down and saw the blood-colored stripes on top of the altar where his feet stood.

He crouched down and reached out his hand.

He was the only participant who had made it this far, no one else was competing for the ownership of this [Energy].

The altar began to glow, pure white brilliance flickered from between his fingers as the soft, semi-fluid energy sank into his arm.

Even more powerful, and in greater numbers, white tendrils grew forth, firmly under his control, becoming part of his Strength.

A moment later, he rose to his feet, the white tendrils behind him blossoming like petals.

He had obtained the complete Energy.

"Push it then." Xiao Ai glanced at him and suddenly said.

"What?"

"The Black Wall." Xiao Ai said, "Don’t you want to overthrow the Black Wall? Now you have enough. That Black Wall was originally created by the humans of Qiongdi. With Bai Shen’s Energy and the Black Lamb Authority that represents the Barrier, the conditions are more than enough. You don’t need to fully become a god to be able to overthrow it."

Su Ming’an looked up at the pitch-black wall that extended in a line not far away.

The thick, tall wall resembling mounds of sludge separated the two worlds and had not been broken through for hundreds of years.

"Wait, it can already... be toppled?" Xiber spoke, her voice so hoarse that it startled herself.

She didn’t understand why Yuan Shuangshuang before her hadn’t died, her mind now completely filled with the phrase "overthrow the Black Wall," unable to consider anything else.

She had envisioned the scene of her toppling the Black Wall and running toward freedom over and over in her heart; when times were tough and exhausting, just fantasizing about such a wonderful image kept her gritting her teeth and persevering.

...And now, that moment had finally come.

"Then I’ll push." Su Ming’an decisively extended his hand, the white tendrils spreading out from behind him.

"Wait...wait!" Xiber immediately grabbed him, "You’re pushing now?"

The sudden realization of a long-held desire left her mind blank.

Even though it was just the final step, she hesitated when it was actually time to make this decision.

"Yes, you... better think it over before you decide." Xiao Ai said indifferently from the side, "Toppling that Black Wall... is it really a good thing? Once the separation between the two worlds is lifted, the Curse of Qiongdi will be extended, and the outside world might be destroyed because of your actions. You two might become eternal sinners.

The people of Qiongdi have struggled through pain life after life, while the outer world enjoys endless freedom and pleasures. There is a ’barrier’ between their destinies, determined from the moment they were born.

If you recklessly change all of this, it might cause irreversible consequences."

"But if we don’t push, we have no way to resolve the issue." Su Ming’an said, "The Curse of Qiongdi’s people stems from Faith, and Faith cannot be eliminated, at least not within these fifteen days. Thus, communicating with the outside world and using their advanced technology to try to eliminate the Curse is the only breakthrough."

Xiao Ai listened and laughed meaningfully.

"A few days ago, I heard you muttering to yourself about Schrödinger’s cat." She said, "If you put a cat in a box, nobody knows if it is alive or dead before opening the box—But if someone uncovers the box, its fate is sealed. For those [longing to see the cat alive], it is best not to [observe], right?"

"If you never open the box, the cat will starve to death." Su Ming’an said, "Being afraid to face reality is just self-deception."

"Humph... Alright then." Xiao Ai chuckled lightly, "Go ahead and push."

Her attitude had been indifferent all day, as if she had no particular expectation for the impending victory, even her tone was lukewarm.

"Xiber, I’m pushing."

Su Ming’an didn’t continue to argue with Xiao Ai. He needed to push the wall before Su Rin arrived; otherwise, who knew what troubles would ensue.

His body shone with white light, and in an instant, hundreds of resplendent tendrils burst forth, transforming into snow-white light beams, their sharp ends pointing towards the Black Wall.

His attention focused on a single point, where Lv Shu and Shadow were also staring intently —— it was the direction from which the wall that was to be broken would soon reveal the sunlight of the outer world.

Next to him, Xiber gasped for breath, her whole body shaking with excitement.

The scene before her eyes blurred with tension, but she seemed to hear her heart thumping clear and loud, along with the swishing sound of her blood rushing through her body.

The long-held wish was about to come true; she was so nervous that her body started reacting physically.

...No, that’s not right.

She suddenly realized something.

...That’s not right.

Although it was her first time reaching this place, her first time living until the fifteenth day,

why... why did she feel a sense of déjà vu when she saw this scene?

Watching the scene of the distant Black Wall about to be toppled, her heart suddenly lurched.

Suddenly, she experienced an extraordinarily strange sense of familiarity.

This abrupt feeling was like a giant hand tightly twisting her heart.

She could see, in that instant, Su Ming’an’s white tendrils stirred up air waves, the force from the impact rushing towards the wall that stood for a century, emitting an intense roar.

She could see the calm expression on Su Ming’an’s face under the illumination of the white light.

Her memory had always been a mess, often forgetting old things and recalling new ones. When she first awakened the tentacle monster, she remembered the faith rules of Qiongdi.

And now —— with the surge of familiarity overwhelming her, she remembered something new.

"——Wait —— wait ——!"

She suddenly roared out, desperately lunging forward to grab Su Ming’an’s arm, trying to stop him.

But ahead, the forward momentum of the tendrils could not be altered.

They surged like a great rushing river, decisively and unabatedly, smashing through the pitch-black wall ——!

"Boom——!"

Her scream mingled with the sound of the Black Wall shattering.

In an instant, the violent sounds of breaking, booming, and collapsing filled the air incessantly.

Dust fluttered into the air, black particles soared high, almost blackening the sky.

The people on the hillside stood on tiptoes, eyes filled with expectation, watching the collapsing wall ——

The Black Wall had fallen.

Sunlight from the outer world, passing through the snowstorms of Qiongdi, streamed in strand by strand into Xiber’s pale eyes.

Su Ming’an glanced at the scene beyond the wall and sighed.

He slowly, slowly withdrew his tendrils and looked at Xiber, who stood there in a daze.

Her lips seemed to move slightly as if she was gasping for air or trying to speak.

Her throat was choked, making only a hoarse tearing noise, and she couldn’t utter the final word.

In her field of vision —— the Black Wall had completely collapsed.

Outside the Black Wall, several abandoned vehicles were frozen in their final moments before stalling; skyscrapers had long collapsed, and human bones were buried under the piled rubble and bricks, with only dirty remnants of cloth faintly visible.

The vast debris filled the survival space of the outside world, with not a soul in sight, only emptiness and deathly silence as if flattened by the train of time. Even the sunflowers in the cracks had withered away.

An utterly silent image of the apocalypse was laid bare before everyone’s eyes.

Ruined walls.

Desolation all around.

...

[Do you think, Su Ming’an, that this is the first time we’ve met?]

[If... I mean if —— if we had reached the fifteenth day in previous reincarnations, and my Fantasy Creation had succeeded in becoming a god, toppling that Black Wall. But in the end, we failed to solve the issue of the curse, and reincarnation restarted. ]

[And I, having forgotten all about it, thought he had never appeared...]

[—— then what should I do?]

...

"Xiber, don’t be sad." Su Ming’an took hold of her as she trembled violently: "...It’s possible that the outside world has been destroyed like this."

He had guessed such a situation might exist.

After all, the bones of the experimental staff like Zhao Weidong are still there five years on, with no new batch of staff to deal with them.

And the outsider he met by chance back then also bore traces of leaves and travel, not at all like a well-off modern person.

So, the outside world might have encountered a destructive crisis long ago.

She had lived through long years, realizing her vision of toppling the Black Wall. Yet, outside, there was no high-tech solution to her problems, only a wilderness of world collapse.

—— She had reached the end, only to find that the path she had taken from the start was wrong.

All the deaths and reincarnations, all the perseverance and beliefs, suddenly lost their meaning in a moment.

Before, when her Fantasy Creation began appearing in the cycle, they must have reached this point several times, with the Fantasy Creation becoming godly and toppling the wall.

Sadly, all that remained was the despair of an apocalyptic end.

Once the fifteenth day ended, and the curse was not lifted, everything began anew.

No end.

No hope.

No goal.

Even success was merely discovering a despairing conclusion before starting all over again.

She had long feared this kind of fleeting life. She hoped the disasters and pain would end, and all people would find happiness.

Yet, in such times,

she couldn’t even assure her own safety.

Xiber did not move or respond; she just stood there, muttering to herself.

Su Ming’an could not make out what she was saying; her voice was too faint.

When he got closer, he watched her lips part slightly and heard her muffled words ——

She was repeating them over and over, as if chewing them up,

A simple, short term.

"The sea."

"The sea."

"...The sea."

She was saying,

The sea.

"..." Su Ming’an silently watched her.

Moments later, she raised her head, her eyes innocent, like a naive child.

...

"...It’s gone."