Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1659: Final - · Crossing the Shore Arc [2] · "You’re awake? Let’s go.

Chapter 1659: Final Chapter · Crossing the Shore Arc [2] · "You’re awake? Let’s go.

[All Things Are Books]

[Chapter One: Planet Migration]

[Chapter Two: Dark Era]

[Chapter Three: Genesis Ignorance]

[Chapter Four: Golden Wheat Ear]

[Chapter Five: Lighthouse Jellyfish and Sunfish]

[Chapter Six: Independence War]

[Chapter Seven: The Day of Divine Fall]

[Chapter Eight: War of Eden]

[Chapter Nine: Prosperous Era of Gods]

[Chapter Ten: Under the World Tree]

[Chapter Eleven: Black Water Dream]

[Chapter Twelve: Dream Weaving Elegy]

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[Your card team consists of: Su Jingtang (0 stars, Knight), Su Qing (6 stars, Chanter), Hui Zi (0 stars, Burst), Qi Zhou (0 stars, Knight), Su Ming’an (Protagonist)]

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[Your current Olivius ability: All Things Are Books (in use), Mobilizing Memory Clip (in use)]

[Your current Creator level: B-level]

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[Story Title: "Global Crossing: Infinite World Tree Evolution from the Grounded Prince"]

[Creator: Su Ming’an]

[Overall Score: 83]

[Story Classification: Game Otherworld, All Heavens Flow, Apocalypse, Reversal, Western Fantasy, Feel-good]

[Important Supporting Roles: Sique, Katantis, World Tree, Hui Bai, Bai Qiu, Su Liujin, Qianqin, Boris, Xiao Na, Spiritual Dream-Maker, Wu Yi, Starfire, Su Mianbao...]

[Protagonist Character Setting: Appearing to be an ordinary student, but actually the Lighthouse God, Old God Asasto, Old Leader of Days, Torch of Wasteland, Lord of Dawn 102 years ago, thousands of years later Cloud City God of Pulaya...]

[Popularity Ranking: 1st place.]

[Click Count: 436242786432]

[World Tree Evaluation: "..."]

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The most concerning thing for Su Ming’an is that the hidden line has yet to appear. In the first ten instances, hidden lines often appear in later stages, such as "Day of Blossoming", "Revival of All Things", "Seal with Me"... However, it’s still just the initial nine TE lines.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Rin jumped back onto the windowsill, "You previously said I went to find the [Key], now I’ve found two."

"Hmm?" Su Ming’an retracted his thoughts.

"One is Su Qi, adopted by a Black Robed Man, he’s now in the Experimental City. The other is Xi Li, she’s in the Royal City Palace, you’ve already met her."

"Su Qi is next door, isn’t he?" Su Ming’an tilted his head, they are currently in the Experimental City.

"Yes, make a move."

"Wait a moment." Su Ming’an raised his hand, "That mysterious Black Robed Man beside Su Qi is always absent, I suspect something is wrong, let’s bring Su Qi along and see then."

"Where are you going?"

"The showdown between Phoenix and Qianqin." Su Ming’an said.

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May 31, 2026, at dusk.

Luowasha, under the World Tree.

The abnormal colors of the sky curtain caused fear among the masses, ordinary people wandering everywhere, leaving their life-sustaining land behind to go wherever they can. The grass shoes worn through, sleeves torn, hair like dried grass fluttering in the fierce wind, all showing frowning brows and sorrowful faces.

The core of the crowd was a towering giant tree.

Its vast shadow stretched across the entire world, roots spread throughout the entire planet, seemingly visible from anywhere the sky could be seen. Whenever a natural disaster struck, people habitually sought shelter under its canopy, and the World Tree was always the most trusted direction.

Refugees surged like tides towards the same direction, like gathering swarming ants, the noise gradually became prevalent, trees everywhere were climbed over by symbiotic fungal crystal mushrooms, sparkling and transparent leaves spread, and a pale massive giant tree came into view.

Tens of thousands had already gathered here, pitching tents, lighting bonfires, forming clusters of small communities. People with horns, red skins, fish tails, scales... bizarre people scattered about, rubbing red frozen hands, faces showing similar fears.

Where will tomorrow be? And what will happen?

The great figures above the sky curtain compete for splendor, but where will their red frozen bare feet take them?

When, ultimately, will it be their future’s turn? The future belonging to the majority people?

Under silent confusion, the spotlight still belongs to the very few.

The giant tree overshadowing the sky, lush leaves like clouds, its trunk wide enough to span the horizon, the edge invisible to the naked eye. The drooping branches like millions of willow catkins.

Two silhouettes confront in the air with the vast endless blue crystal tree trunk as the backdrop.

One with golden hair streaming, wings spreading, blazing sun melting gold into the hem of their garments.

The other with black hair draping shoulders, armed with steel, covered in a tall silhouette by silver armor.

Each leading a small team, including half-demon, Celestial Clan, Abyss Beast, Rainbow Unicorn, Magma Clan... all high-class races.

——Phoenix, Qianqin.

Their bodies were respectively glowing with white and pink lights, with strength coming from the Lü God and Pudding.

The crowd was large, with onlookers, those seeking refuge, and forces from the "Nest." This was a battleground of strategic importance, teeming with many who planned to snatch the [Key] once it emerged.

Hua De was mingling in the crowd with a group of Players, dressed in tattered clothes, as if genuinely a group of refugees.

Bei Wang’s strength had broken through, and with Bei Wang’s help, a group of powerful Players stepped out of normal timelines, bravely approaching this dangerous "fan gathering," keenly sensing that something major was about to occur.

"Is Su Ming’an here?" Wang Li looked around in the sea of people.

"He’s probably at the World Master’s succession ceremony, on another stage," Hua De croaked.

Beatrice covered her face, somewhat regretful: "Su Ming’an isn’t here... I came just for him."

"Focus, we’re not here just to watch the spectacle." A dry and thin brown-haired short man said, he was named Reginald, from South Africa. "Su Ming’an can’t be in two places at once."

He hadn’t expected that Su Ming’an really did "clone" himself, opening two accounts. One account was of an ordinary person, Chen Yuhang, and the other was the World Master’s heir, Su Wenli.

"I saw Eli." said "Dancing Pig Man" Wang Chaoze, with a blade of grass in his mouth, holding a great sword. "This guy is still hunched in the dark corner as usual."

"Cross Judgement is here too."

"And the big beauty Liz, so beautiful." Someone’s eyes went straight.

On the other side, an elegant blonde beauty was playing with cards in her hands, her lipstick bright red as blood, with a dagger at her waist, its tip green.

Behind her was a pair of transparent twins, the older sister blind in her left eye, the younger in her right, tightly holding each other’s hands.

At the back was a tall woman with fish scales on her cheeks, holding a giant axe as tall as two people, forming a stark contrast with her slender figure.

The famous assassins’ team "Black Card," assassin Liz, space system Eve and Edith, Guardian Shanhu. This group was always elusive, attacking from the shadows.

Besides them, there were other renowned top Players... Alan, the gentleman wielding a Western sword, Jiang Deng, the brains-type commander, Cindy, dressed like Cinderella. Their arrival was like a fresh stream of new power, but the protagonist on the stage still did not appear.

As a large number of Players poured in, time gradually returned to normal, and the live broadcast room was instantly packed with viewers:

[Holy crap! What’s going on?]

[Merged!??]

[Aren’t they afraid of leaking information through bullet screens now?]

[Who’s got such a big backing, could Su Ming’an really be the Organizers’ son?]

Hua De saw these lines of bullet screens and was stunned, immediately asking: "What happened?"

Bullet screens were scrolling so fast they were almost unreadable, thousands of messages per second. If one wasn’t a top Player, they couldn’t see these dense words clearly. Through the bullet screens, Hua De and the others learned an astonishing piece of news—

All live broadcast rooms had merged into one!

There were no longer "Su Ming’an’s live broadcast room," "Yamada Machiichi’s live broadcast room" ... they were all merged into one "Live Broadcast Room for All of Humanity!"

The skyrocketing bullet screens confirmed this, Hua De was a renowned top Player, yet his popularity was miles away from Su Ming’an’s. Previously, his live room only had hundreds of thousands of viewers, now there were a whopping six to seven billion people crammed into it. Had there not been over a thousand stream divisions, of which only one was being presented, one wouldn’t be able to see even a word.

"What happened to cause the merger?" Hua De furrowed his brow. It must have been some historical event that led to this result.

"Did Su Ming’an do something over there?"

People were completely puzzled.

"Wait a minute, all viewers can only watch one live stream now, on whom is the camera focused?" Wang Chaoze scratched his head, asking a silly question.

The bullet screen immediately answered him:

["Dancing Pig Man" is truly "Dancing Pig Man," who do you think we’re watching now?]

[Oh my god, stop mentioning this nickname, I really can’t handle it anymore. Someone help me with this problem of laughing every time I see it.]

[Please, have some basic respect, Wang Chaoze is much stronger than you bunch of losers.]

[I want to see Su Ming’an, not these people!!!]

[The perspective might switch later, like the changing shots.]

[Hmm... Gentlemen, don’t you think this situation easily reminds one of something?]

[Narrative Anchor Point...]

[Whoever the anchor point falls on is being observed.]

[Oh no, I’ve become an Observer.]

[Oh no, I’ve become the eyes.]

[How bold! What is there that cannot be seen of Brother Ming’an, why not let us see, let me take a look!]

[Who guessed it before? Saying Su Ming’an was actually the World Game personified, now at a critical moment, he decisively used his authority, merging all live rooms into one, trying to trick us Observers so we couldn’t observe him.]

[Turns out Su Ming’an is the power holder of the World Game, truly like a flood sweeping through the Dragon King’s temple, even Xiao Na only deserves to serve him tea and water! The Boss Rabbit only deserves to bring him his shoes!]

[Anyone telling ghost stories should be kicked out.]

[Upon careful thought, "live broadcasting" is a lot like a "narrative anchor point," and we are a lot like "them." But there’s only a resemblance, "they" are clearly a higher dimension than us.]

[How come it feels like many famous players are not here in the World Tree? Anthony, Aiden, Derek, Eleven, Lin Jiang... where have they all gone?]

[You say, could the live room merge be Yuanyuan’s doing?]

[Yuanyuan doesn’t have that much authority, do they? Aren’t the Organizers just puppets?]

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Previously, the live rooms had strict bullet screen blocking mechanisms. But now, everyone was in a single live room, any adventurer Player could see these bullet screens.

For Players being live broadcasted, there were pros and cons. The advantage was they would be seen by the whole world, the disadvantage was their every move would be visible to adventurer Players. The rules of the World Game were no longer set in stone. Who exactly was moving behind this?

"Could it be that our group of Players’ collective regression triggered the live room’s merging?" Hua De looked around, "By the way, Cen Xiu, where is your Captain?"

His small eyes took a careful look, realizing that Anthony, the captain of "Cross Judgement," was surprisingly absent! Not only that, but many well-known top Players were missing! How could they be absent from such a crucial battle?

"The captain is off doing big things." Summoner Cen Xiu smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? So many top-ranking players are going to do the same big thing?" Hua De said, a little puzzled.

"Shh... it’s a secret." Cen Xiu raised a finger.

"Everyone is watching over here now, uhh..." The chubby girl Penelope immediately covered her mouth, so nervous she felt like throwing up.

Like a wizard, the young man with mid-length curly hair, Holess, immediately fixed his hair. Cen Xiu adjusted her collar and even the usually cold-faced Sean adjusted his goggles. Everyone is very concerned about image management.

"Is that Xi Li?" Suddenly, the singer with a tear mole at the corner of his eye, Shire, looked up at the sky.

In the sky curtain, the "Phoenix" Phoenix held a frail, disabled white-haired figure in her hand, wearing a dress, head drooping, legs dangling in the air.

"That’s... Xi Li, her character setting in this fanfiction is Rin Clan," Hua De said hoarsely.

"Su Ming’an’s objective is to kill three Rin Clan members to obtain the [Key], right? Should we act first, and kill her?" Shire said.

"That’s Xi Li! Don’t you recognize her? She’s a well-known figure around Su Ming’an, and she’s a white hair! How can we kill the white hair around Su Ming’an?" Wang Chaoze suddenly exclaimed loudly.

"I know, so what?" Shire said calmly, as if there were no emotional fluctuations, "As long as it’s Su Ming’an’s mission target, he won’t hesitate. This time, she’s become his obstacle, and the outcome is nothing but death. Whether she has white hair or not, whether she’s a friend or not, what’s the difference? Will he just give up the [Key]? Even if she’s a friend, he’ll at most say a few soft words and then take action. We’d better act first and avoid prolonged pain."

Shire’s words made everyone click their tongues. This is under the attention of the entire world, and he really isn’t afraid of backlash.

"You can’t say that! Su Ming’an is serious about his friends, not some quest item!" Penelope said, gathering her courage.

"Haha." Shire chuckled softly, "If he can’t clear the stage without killing her, do you think he won’t kill her? I have no opinions about him; I’m just stating facts."

"You, you..." Penelope’s face reddened, momentarily at a loss for how to refute, stomped her foot firmly, "In any case, he’s definitely not like how you say!"

When it comes to Su Ming’an, there seems to be endless topics of argument, even about the color of the clothes he wears today, people are disputing endlessly.

But on this topic, many players remained silent. Now, there are indeed many who do not understand why, when Su Ming’an could run away with the small world, he still hasn’t left.

Just following Shique’s prior arrangements, Su Ming’an took the Zhai Star people onto the small world, and Shique took the Luowasha people onto Eden, each to flee separately, isn’t that good?

As long as there is happiness, what pursuit of some distant "awakeners" concept would only lead to many people’s deaths instead. Human life levels are inherently low; they couldn’t even leave the solar system before. Pursuing some cosmic pinnacle truth, what’s the point? The steps are far too big; can it truly succeed? If it doesn’t succeed, who should bear the responsibility?

Penelope said softly, "You can’t tear down the ship and shut the doors just because someone will definitely die on the voyage... If not for him, we wouldn’t even have the means to escape the small world..."

She pursed her lips and fell silent, indeed without a stance to argue for the sacrifices.

"Slice!"

Upon the firmament, the golden-haired "Phoenix" Phoenix’s sword tip wavered, suddenly thrusting toward Xi Li!

Hua De immediately opened his five fingers, hesitating not a bit to act first and kill Xi Li—if Phoenix killed Xi Li, then the [Key] would go to Phoenix! No matter who Xi Li is, in most players’ eyes, she is now just the embodiment of the [Key], the necessary thing for the victory of the Number One Player.

"Clang—!" A sound of clashing metal.

The sword blade was repelled, a silver sword tip blocked Phoenix’s sharp sword.

The female knight in silver armor coldly gazed, black hair fiercely flying, like an eagle’s wings flapping.

"——Phoenix, stop, and take your people back!" With the sword tip pointed forward, Qianqin angrily glared at the golden-haired young man, "What kind of knightly conduct is it to kill a defenseless girl for some key!"

The arrogant Phoenix’s six wings flapped, long feathers adorned, red clothes fluttering, as radiant as a deity. He coldly glanced at Qianqin, "Qianqin, these ignorant low-dimensional people might not understand, but you and I do understand this is just a ridiculous fanfiction story, a toy in Kritchens’ hand, an erroneous world line accidentally covering the correct history. Only when all this is declared over can the final judgment moment be ushered. What harm in me killing her? She is inherently the [Key], her life is meant for being killed, the Demon King’s gate needs a key from the treasure box to be opened, and she happens to be that treasure box."

The sword tip lifted Xi Li’s white hair, the girl’s eyes lacked any luster, as if none of this mattered to her.

Qianqin shook her head, coldly said, "If attaining freedom requires killing so many innocent lives, I would rather choose to let Radiant Mother God’s toy box continue, even if this happiness is ridiculous!"

Beneath the iron helmet, her eyes were full of resolve.

"Happiness?" Phoenix couldn’t help but laugh, sinisterly sarcastic, "You even said it yourself, it’s a ridiculous happiness!!!"

Qianqin raised her sword tip, voice firm,

"If unraveling the cover to glimpse the truth means pain and sorrow, then most people would wish such sorrow never comes—after all, only a few can step outside the box!"

She shook her head in anguish,

"Are those who step outside villains, how much freedom of will must humans possess to be truly free?"

"Proud Imperial Blood Bird, look beneath your feet, these eyes outnumber yours, these frostbitten hands, these innocent ordinary people! Since their birth, they have been shaped by their environment, acting according to rules! You and I are the same, only our surrounding environment is larger, more macro. If they are numb actors on stage, how much less hollow could we possibly be?"

"Betraying one’s origins, wanting to tear open all covers to climb outside the box, can really sail afar?"

"Once the [Key] and [Holy Sword] are obtained, to declare war on the Radiant Mother God, end this so-called ’fanfiction’ fairy tale, maybe what awaits us is not the vast starry sky, but the void enough to devour us."

"Perhaps outside the box, there’s nothing at the end..."

Qianqin gritted her teeth, clenched her fist,

"It might be better as it is now, as long as one can breathe, as long as the heartbeat continues, most people have already reached the limit of their life."

"You and I touched higher dimensions, know there’s another box outside the box, but the cost of unveiling the box... most people may not withstand it...!"

"While you chase the truth, have you considered whether these people wish to accept your ’imperfect’ ’freedom’?"

Their debate reverberated through the sky.

The beings following them, silently.

The beings on the ground looked up, as if watching deities.

Phoenix’s laughter echoed in the air, his eyes held a proud freedom, as though all things in the world were passing clouds:

"——Sorry, I understand everything you said."

"Knight of the high mountains, your heart is soft as clouds. You’re like the ’Magic Girl’ behind you, cherishing every tender blade of grass, willing to give them the chance to fulfill their wishes—but have you thought, if maintaining the status quo by endlessly satisfying the wishes of mediocrity, when will the talent ever shine?"

"The ’Lü God’ behind me, he never believed in the goodness of human nature. And you believe in the potential of good thoughts, should be empowering rather than replacing, dredging rather than damming, it’s a ridiculous error!"

"Humans are molded, and so are we. But precisely because of this, to sustain the status quo is a cruelty. Do you think you are protecting them from ending? No, you’re merely prolonging their sentence as puppet strings."

The few strands of white hair on his sword tip gently fluttered, as if burning azure flames,

"Righteous knight of empty speeches, you say the cost of opening the box is too high. But using the majority as a reason, you extinguished the opportunity of the minority. This is true injustice. Under the guise of benevolence, you have defined what happiness they ought to have."

Confronting the question of the Imperial Blood Bird, the knight’s blade whistled in the wind, she loudly retorted: "Is exploring the void consciously nobler than living in warm lies? Isn’t the freedom you pursue a kind of arrogance? You assume everyone craves the searing truth, but to many, stable joys and ordinary wishes are the entire meaning of their world! Who are you to choose Nirvana for them?"

Facing the knight’s questioning, the Phoenix’s eyes burned intensely, he laughed loudly, "I intend to tear open a possibility! I admit, the road’s end might be void, outside the box there might be nothing, but to have the right to go toward the end stripped away—to have even the chance to verify the void predefined as unworthy, this is despair! I kill this Rin Clan white-haired girl not because I am bloodthirsty, but because she is the ’Key’; and the existence of the ’Key’ is the most absurd proof of this cage!"

He raised his eyes and sneered, "If not for the cage, how could there be a key!?"

Qianqin was unwavering, "In the end — you’re just using grandiose words to cover up your crimes — you’re only trying to use a sword to kill an innocent girl! You’re merely driving a group of brainwashed believers to offer their lives to the World Tree!"

The believers on the ground, their hands clasped in prayer, were walking towards the World Tree.

This is a sacrifice. To sustain the vitality of the World Tree, every so often, a group of people would be sacrificed. They were told this was the holy path to Paradise, making them willingly march to their death.

The dying girl in the sky awaited the arrival of the blade.

As the noblest race, the daughter of the World Tree, the counterbalance of every generation’s world crisis, the once-proud Rin Clan has become the stepping stone of fate. No one cares about Xi Li’s ancestors’ sacrifices and glory, nor do they believe in her potential and future, treating her as a lamb to be slaughtered, a treasure chest holding the key.

The blonde youth laughed wildly.

His laughter was supremely arrogant, his words like steel tempered in flames:

"I’ve never denied my crimes. But even if just a farmer, once he realizes he’s not just ’a farmer in a story,’ he has already taken the first step. You pity the green grass — but what if the grass’s wish was penned by the ’Magic Girl’ or the ’Radiant Mother God’? Whose wish are you truly fulfilling?"

"It’s not that I don’t understand the fear of the weak, I just refuse to worship this fear as truth. If freedom is destined to come with pain and risks, I’d rather choose the real thorns than those delicate fake flowers. As for whether they are willing to accept—"

He spread six wings, flames soaring into the sky, illuminating the countless numb faces looking up beneath him.

Cold blue eyes, like a millennia-old frozen river:

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"—let this ’villain’ Phoenix open for them this door they both do not wish and yet must face."

"Whether it be golden, or pale."

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Phoenix raised a sword, thrusting towards Xi Li’s neck!

Amidst exclamations, the rebellious "arrogant one" Phoenix aimed a sword of defiance at the unreachable World Divine Gifted Clan!

This was the sword lifted by mortals against the Divine Gifted Clan.

This was the sword lifted by the Phoenix against the Rin Clan.

This was the sword lifted by Phoenix against Qianqin.

This was the sword of "freedom" against "perfection."

Also, the clash of ideals from those behind them — the heir of the Black Water Dream, Lü God, and Pudding lifting their swords.

Everyone’s breathing halted, the tense atmosphere climaxing, at the critical moment, everyone fixed their eyes on the clashing blades of the two—

"Cat Charge!!!" a voice suddenly erupted, breaking the tense atmosphere.

In the next moment, Phoenix’s sword tip suddenly sprouted cat fur, even grew a pair of cat ears, and a pair of shiny black cat eyes! This terrifying scene stunned Phoenix as if he had encountered the uncanny valley effect, then the sword blade made a "meow" sound, stomped on his cheek hard, leaped down, and landed in someone’s arms.

A hand with black nail polish stroked the cat’s body, and the cat sword made a soft purring sound.

—A purple-haired youth with a beret, wearing an extravagant blood-red robe, golden eyes like the setting sun, shoulders, and sleeves adorned with lace like broken feathers, spiritual glow revolving like fireflies, descended upon the world wrapped in starlight.

In an instant, Phoenix’s entire body bristled as if he had seen a predator at the top of the food chain, his spikes standing on end, and he roared loudly:

—"Sique Olivius!!!!"

This person was still alive?

How could this person still be alive?

In an instant, countless gazes cast over as if they suddenly saw a myth.

"Wow! That’s the great lazy magpie! Long admired, long admired." The players immediately paid close attention, watching eagerly, snapping photos as if they were observing a giant panda.

"I captured Sique! Good! I captured Sique! Good!"

"I heard this kid isn’t very honest, his attitude changes, suspicious of deceit."

"Oops, is he here to grab the [key]? Should we go up?"

"I fight Sique? Really?"

"Is this bird our ally or enemy? Su Ming’an’s goal is to defeat the Radiant Mother God, right? Sique, a sea king writing books, seems unrelated to this incident."

"Huh? How did I hear this guy already fell asleep forever? Isn’t he unable to wake up?"

But Phoenix seemed to see an arch-enemy responsible for all disaster, shouting with a roar mixed with blood and tears:

—"Sique Olivius!"

"Every shackle, every blockade, every playing with destiny, every eye... is all because of you—!!!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Stop pretending to be a good senior, a good friend! [A friendly magpie that abandoned his high-dimensional identity]... How could you even created such a character setting. Get down from that holy platform that doesn’t belong to you, tear off your disguise, tear off your identity and pseudonym! Make your pawn Kritchens stop!"

Upon hearing Phoenix’s words, Sique’s expression was dazed, as if he did not understand.

In the next moment, the Phoenix’s hateful strike came furiously! Crimson flames transformed into a bursting blade, infused with all his hatred and strength!

"Ding—"

A bell immediately appeared in Sique’s hand, as the sound of silver bells rang, phantoms of orange cats, calico cats, and tabby cats quickly manifested, swiftly dismantling the flames.

Elsewhere, a dusky purple shadow flashed by, like mayflies skimming through water, snatching Xi Li from the bewildered Phoenix’s hands.

Xi Li felt herself falling into a warm embrace. She looked up and saw a pair of violet eyes, slightly long black-purple hair fluttering in the wind, hexagram earrings swaying, her lips simply curled, the bright red hue possessing an alluring charm.

It was not that his appearance was exceptionally outstanding, or his expression particularly enchanting, it was just that his aura seemed to have undergone some kind of enhancement, becoming captivating like magic. Even Xi Li, as a member of the World’s clan, lost her composure for a moment.

He spun twice in the air holding her, transparent bat wings fluttering, resembling a Dark Elf under the moonlight, away from the perilous sea of flames.

"Xi Li, are you okay?" he asked, his tone a mere calm inquiry, without any embellishments, but mysteriously attractive.

"Who are you?" Xi Li asked dumbfounded.

The person seemed a bit helpless, lightly coughed, "I am... Su Ming’an."