Jiang Si looked at Shu Xubai, her brows furrowed slightly, and said as if stating a fact, "You want to get to know him again, to re-bond with him, to see him smile, to give him fulfillment, to erase all the regrets in your heart, but what about him?"

Is that what he thinks?

“Old Bai, he is the Great Shaman of the Fourth Civilization, the spiritual belief of the Fourth Civilization. Before he fell into the mortal world, he was proud, high above, and single-mindedly devoted to eating dragons and leading his people to immortality.”

"What makes you think that if you could start over, the regrets in your heart could be erased, you could reconnect with him, get to know him again, and give him a perfect ending?"

He slept for thousands of years, through countless changes. The advanced civilization that Jiang Si rebuilt was torn apart, and humanity rebuilt it on the torn-up foundation, developed it to a certain extent, and then tore it apart again.

Come and go, over and over again, the Earth has experienced far too much in the thousands of years.

His collapsed castle, his sturdy coffin, and the layers upon layers of rammed earth were buried deeper and deeper into the soil each day.

Some people build homes on his head, some people defecate and urinate on his head, step on him, and some people even plant beautiful flowers on his head.

Human life goes on and on. People used to live to be four or five hundred years old, but now they can only live to be eighty or ninety. 100 years old is considered old age. He has experienced too many springs, summers, autumns and winters, and the changes of the times.

If it weren't for the bombardment that woke him up, if it weren't for him opening the coffin and finding the little phoenix in his arms withered and weathered, he would still have chosen to remain asleep.

Now that he was awake, he went out and looked around, searching everywhere. Everything he was familiar with was gone, only the image of the little phoenix became clearer and clearer in his mind.

The farther and more he traveled on Earth, the more people he met, and the more things he saw, the more he couldn't let go of Little Phoenix. He felt that none of these people or things were as interesting, as adorable, or as memorable as Little Phoenix.

Longing is like a seed; it is alive. You don't need to deliberately bury it in the ground. It just needs a trigger to break through its shell, grow into a big tree, with lush branches and leaves, and seep into your blood and soul. When there is nothing to do, it stirs your heart and pulls at the depths of your soul.

Shu Xubai's hand, which was clasped behind Jiang Si's head, tightened slightly. His voice was hoarse as he pleaded, "Jiang Si, you just promised me that you would fully support me no matter what I do."

“I know that if I could go back in time, I might not be able to change anything, but I still want to try. Immortality… is just too lonely and too long.”

Yes, it's so lonely, it's been so long.

All the people they knew, all the people they loved, have left them, separated by life and death, never to be seen again. They only have each other, only themselves.

They can choose to sleep, or they can choose to confine themselves to their own time, but when they wake up, only their own time remains unchanged, while the outside world has been turned upside down.

Moreover, it seems that the little phoenix told him before she died that if she met him in the next life, he should bind himself to her no matter what, and he would no longer be attached to his dragon.

So what he needs to do now is to find him, bring him under his control, and start over to see what kind of magic he possesses that can captivate him.

Jiang Si closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them, her gaze was calm, deep, and devoid of any emotion. She slowly retreated, moving away from Shu Xubai, looking at him intently. After a long while, she finally said, "Alright, I promise you, I will use my time reversal ability to take you back to him."

Shu Xubai suddenly stepped forward, opened his arms, and pulled Jiang Si into his embrace, his voice trembling: "You stinky zombie, thank you..."

Jiang Si patted him on the shoulder, reverting to her previous antagonistic demeanor, and said to him, "You really should thank me. Words are useless; give me something concrete..."

There's no need for bitter rivals to speak frankly; they both know exactly what the other lacks and what kind of shit he's excreting.

Shu Xubai was also decisive and efficient. He killed the zombies from his space and took out a beautiful and large multicolored zombie crystal core.

Not just one, but a small bucket.

Jiang Si took the small bucket without any ceremony: "Get ready, I'll take you back after I finish this small bucket of zombie crystal cores."

"Jiang Si!" Shu Xubai called out to Jiang Si, who was carrying a small bucket and turning to leave, and asked, "Jiang Si, after all these years, don't you miss Agareth at all?"

Jiang Si tightened her grip on the small bucket, her eyelids lowered, concealing all the light in her eyes: "Who is he? I don't know him. I've already forgotten him."

Shu Xubai, true to his reputation as her nemesis, knew how to stab her in the heart: "You don't know who he is, how do you know you've forgotten him?"

"Zombies, you can't forget, but admitting it isn't that hard..."

Jiang Si glanced sideways and curled her lips into a smile: "You old codger, have you forgotten that I also have the ability to shield and eliminate supernatural abilities? My supernatural abilities not only work on others, but also on myself."

"Chang Sheng, I want to stay with Yan Liu, I want to stay with the hunt, I want to stay with this ginkgo tree, and I want to stay with you. How could I possibly trap myself in memories?"

"I fell asleep. I used my illusion and dream-weaving abilities to create a dream for myself. In my dream, the world changes in the blink of an eye, and no one will leave any impression on me in my dream or in my life."

Shu Xubai looked at the sneer on her lips, let out a long sigh, and was about to speak when Yan Liu stepped forward with her knife, blocking Jiang Si's side and facing Shu Xubai: "You old vampire, fight me before your master uses his time-rewinding ability. I couldn't beat you before, but I'm sure I can now. How about we try?"

Shu Xubai looked at Yan Liu, who wore a black shirt, a black silk skirt, long hair that reached her waist, and eight-centimeter high heels. Her features were exquisite and her beauty was stunning.

She is the companion of ginger, complementing each other yet also capable of being separated. If ginger dies, she, the tree, will not die; if she dies, ginger will not die either.

She comes out now, challenging him to a fight, but she doesn't expect him to hit the nail on the head, pointing out that Jiang Si is hypocritical and says one thing but means another.

“Okay.” Shu Xubai accepted her challenge and said to Jiang Si, “You go and deal with that bucket of zombie crystal cores, and Yan Liu and I will have a sparring session.”

After listening to his words, Jiang Si picked up the bucket of zombie crystal cores, braced herself against the railing at the top of the palace, and jumped down, landing in front of the giant ginkgo tree.

"Are you out of your mind!" Yan Liu led Shu Xubai to the top of the city wall where they were, pointing her knife at Shu Xubai: "You can't let go of Jiu Feng, you can't forget him, so you won't allow my master to forget Agares, and you have to dig up her wounds and stab her twice more, right?"

"You old bastard, I knew you were vicious before, but I never expected you to be so vicious that you would attack indiscriminately, huh?"

Shu Xubai looked at the willow tree in front of him. This creature, which belonged to the Yin category, was filled with the Yang energy and had an aura of dominance that was hard to ignore.

It seems that during the years he was asleep, she had a different experience. She must have eaten something that was very energizing and powerful. It seemed that she had digested him, but in reality, he was assimilated into her body, leaving her with his aura all over her body.

Yanliu watched as he looked her up and down, scrutinizing her without saying a word. Then she said fiercely again, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen anything like this before? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out."

Shu Xubai felt nothing about her threats or her cruelty. It was as if he were watching a child, who stood up straight and said to an adult, "I am an adult, not a child."

Shu Xubai opened his mouth and slowly said, "You also have someone you can't forget, right?"

Yan Liu frowned: "What?"

Shu Xubai's lips curled into a wicked smile as he repeated what he had just said: "Little Yanyan, you also have someone you can't forget, right?"

Yan Liu narrowed her golden eyes and blurted out, "No!"

Shu Xubai, the vampire who likes to tease Yanliu and Jiangsi and jump around, has a pair of sharp eyes. "Really? I thought the thing that gave you golden hair and golden eyes to suppress your own evil aura and yin energy was a creature you couldn't forget."

"So you didn't? Oh dear, it seems I was overthinking it."

Yan Liu's eyes flashed with a chilling light: "Yes, you're overthinking it. Come on, take out your sword, let's have a go and see how I crush you."

Shu Xubai looked at these two hypocrites and realized they were not as honest as him. He followed his heart more; if he couldn't forget someone, he couldn't forget them; if he couldn't bear to part with someone, he couldn't bear to part with them.

Yanliu is going to fight him now. She just fights him whenever she has nothing else to do. His weapon is a scepter sword.

Neither of them are human; one is a vampire, and the other is a tree.

The two fought as if they were going after each other's lives; powerful spiritual energy and immense supernatural abilities filled the air between them like an overwhelming force.

From the city walls to mid-air, to the treetops, to the rooftops, they were like two mortal enemies locked in a deadly battle, each move deadly and each step pressing closer.

Their appearance and the way they fought were transmitted via satellite to the screens of the commanders of the two armies, to the screens of politicians in both countries, and were also seen by ordinary people who were fleeing for their lives amidst slander and the loss of an arm.

The massive air currents they created and their immense supernatural abilities seemed to others like divine intervention, a battle between gods, or the truth of the legend.

At 30 degrees north latitude in China, there is a palace of gods. Gods live in the palace and are asleep, guarded by giant dragons. One day, when the gods awaken, the palace will be revealed to the world. The gods in the palace can summon wind and rain and can connect with advanced alien civilizations.

Previously, the air was thick with gunfire and smoke, but in an instant, the smoke cleared and a violent storm broke out. Now, in the downpour, the rain turned into snow, then into ice particles, and finally into icicles.

A man in white robes with long hair and a woman in black robes with long hair, one wielding a sword and the other a knife, fought in the air. Occasionally, green branches seemed to come alive, becoming their weapons to attack each other.

The white-robed, long-haired man's hands would occasionally transform into furry claws, and a furry, giant tail would appear behind him. The claws and the giant tail would attack the black-clad, long-haired woman simultaneously.

Miracle! Miracle! Amidst the ruins, the people who had suffered the ravages of war began to clasp their hands together, prostrate themselves on the ground, and cry out: "God, please look at our wounded bodies and destroyed homes. Please give us a way to survive and end the war. We will be your most devout believers."

"Gods, we sing for you, we build temples, erect monuments, and erect golden statues for you. Please let the war end. We only want peace and tranquility, and we only want to live out our lives in peace."

"God, war is brutal, war is bloody. Please look at us, please look at us, have some mercy on us, let us live."

The shouts of the people, carried by the wind, the rain, and the heavy snow, seeped into the ears of Yan Liu and Shu Xubai. The two, who were fighting so hard, simultaneously let out a sneer.

The snickering was loud enough to reach the ears of the kneeling, pleading humans, abruptly stopping their cries as they looked up at the two of them in a daze.

Yan Liu Shu Xu Bai sheathed his weapon, stood in mid-air on willow branches that had sprung up from the ground, lowered his eyes, looked down at the crowd below, and said: "Brutal, bloody, merciful, why should we be merciful to you filthy humans? Why should we save you from your suffering?"

"Isn't everything you're experiencing and seeing right now something you imagined? Isn't it something you created yourself?"

“You filthy humans, how dare you beg us to end the war? Thousands of years ago, your ancestors came from another star system. They conquered the stars and the sea, and they could live for four or five hundred years.”

"Because of your greed, your civilization has collapsed time and time again. Now you can't even handle this little war? What right do you have to be unable to handle it?"

"If you really can't stand it, then just die. Anyway, you don't consider yourselves human. You're just ants, and ants have no reason to live."

Their voices, loud and piercing, echoed between heaven and earth, reaching not only the kneeling people but also satellites, and were captured by the commanders of the two armies at war, the dignitaries of both countries... no, someone filmed their fight and uploaded it online. Someone started a live stream, and their words and their images were directly transmitted to the internet.

The civilization on Earth today is not as advanced as when Jiang Si rebuilt it, but it still has all the necessary networks and forums.

Two godlike figures were fighting in the sky, a battle they couldn't see, with weapons crackling and popping. They were standing high on branches, suspended in mid-air, which shocked and amazed people all over the world.

On the internet, amidst the discussions, they felt that it was a god, absolutely a god, only a god could soar through the clouds and hover in mid-air without any assistance.

Moreover, they are handsome, stunningly beautiful, and have graceful figures. There is no rebellious son or man on this earth who can compare to them.

Jiang Si dug a pit under the towering ginkgo tree, its roots exposed. She placed a bucket of zombie crystal cores, each the size of a goose egg, into the pit one by one: "Spirit Eye, the moment I saw you here, I felt you were like my Spirit Eye."

“I don’t care whether you were my spiritual eye before, now I will treat you as my spiritual eye. During the days I’ve been asleep, I know you have been protecting me, with your body, your branches, and your leaves.”

"I don't know when you will become human, or whether you can become human, but these zombie cores full of energy are my last wish."

"If you are an adult, you must be careful of people. The human heart is treacherous and unfathomable. There are good people and bad people. Don't be overjoyed and trust everyone. You must be more discerning. If your companion spirit, A-Ying, comes back, remember to treat him well. He loves you the most and is one with you."

"If you cannot become a human, then stay here and become the oldest tree on Earth, witnessing the seasons, the drying up of the seas and the crumbling of rocks, the changing of dynasties, and the cycle of life."

The ginkgo tree, which takes more than a dozen people to encircle, has half of its trunk in the clouds and half below. Looking at it from below, it seems as if this tree has passed through the earth and entered the universe.

It seemed as if it could understand Jiang Si's words; the leaves rustled and swayed, countless green leaves drifting down, creating a beautiful scene.

Jiang Si buried all the zombie crystal cores, concentrated her spiritual power, and enveloped it. Layer upon layer of spiritual power enveloped its body, making it indestructible: "I have placed spiritual power on you. As long as the earth does not perish, you will not die."

"You must be alright, Spirit Eye, you must be alright..."

The green leaves on the ginkgo tree fell even more violently, like rain, like they had been hit by a storm, cascading down with a whooshing sound.

Beneath the surging green leaves, Jiang Si entered her own space. Her space seemed to stand still as she slept, with the fruits and vegetables inside growing luxuriantly, laden with fruit that hung on the branches without falling or growing any longer.

Everything in the space was both familiar and strange. She looked around, washed up, and changed into a bright red wide-sleeved dress. Her long hair was tied up with a willow branch.

The scent of herbs emanating from her grew stronger. Because of her presence, the fruits and vegetables in her space grew wildly at that moment, only to stop growing again because of her departure.

Shu Xubai and Yan Liu were summoned back, and their accusations against humanity, their condemnations of humanity, and their words that told humanity to die on its own stirred up a huge wave across the Earth.

Humans in the past suspected that their ancestors possessed a highly advanced civilization, which was either destroyed or restarted, and that the advanced civilization was concealed.

The words of the godlike man and woman told them how glorious their day was, how they connected with extraterrestrials, and how they were the most advanced of all civilizations.

The constant gunfire and war are telling them that everything they are experiencing now is the result of their ancestors' and their own actions.

They desperately searched for advanced civilizations, for extraterrestrial life, believing that as Earthlings, they shouldn't be the only life form in the universe, and that there should be life forms equal to them, both inside and outside the universe.

They searched desperately, desperately wanted to enter space, fought desperately, and desperately searched for resources. Finally, someone told them that they were once an advanced civilization, and that they themselves had pushed their past glory even further.

In the vast universe, in the boundless starry sky, among the endless galaxies, Earth is not the only place with life, nor is it the only planet suitable for life.

So what? They were once an advanced civilization, but they destroyed it. The advanced civilization drifted away from them, never to return.

Their suffering and the insignificance of their lives were all their own doing, the result of the actions of their ancestors.

The satellite followed Shu Xubai and Yan Liu as they returned to the magnificent and imposing city, and went to the towering palace within it.

A third person appeared in the satellite imagery. She was wearing a red, wide-sleeved dress, her long hair was tied up, and the red ribbons of her dress fluttered in the wind. Her face was neither happy nor sad as she stood atop the majestic palace.

Yan Liu returned to Jiang Si's body, and under the cover of her clothes, it transformed into a branch-like tattoo that coiled around her body.

Shu Xubai stood beside her. His white robe wasn't just stained with a few red rose petals; it was embroidered with red rose petals, which floated down as if they were stuck to it.

Jiang Si cut his finger, and blood dripped onto the hunted animal.

Instantly, the murderous aura that had been devoid of bloodshed and killing intent since Jiang Dandan's death was replaced by a surge of cold light.

Jiang Si concentrated her spiritual power, gripped the knife, and planted it from top to bottom on the top of the palace where she stood. In the blink of an eye, a powerful aura, visible to the naked eye, enveloped Shu Xubai from the center and spread outwards.

"Bomb them! Bomb them!"

"Bomb them, blast them, capture them..."

Politicians around the world adjusted the direction of their lethal weapons, aimed them at the location of Jiang Si at 30 degrees north latitude, and pressed the button.

In the command center where the two armies were engaged in battle, the commanders received the same order: their superiors were to bomb the three gods and order those of them who were closest to them to capture them alive.

They want to kill gods, slay gods, and capture gods. They want to use these three gods, who know the integrity of advanced extraterrestrial civilizations, to find these advanced civilizations, make their country the master of Earth, and restore Earth to an advanced civilization.

The artillery fire under the command of the two commanders was no longer effective. They still had pistols, rifles, and daggers. They were waiting for the world's weapons of mass destruction to come and bombard them before they came after them.

The powerful and overwhelming spiritual energy wave had extremely strong destructive power. The palace walls and palaces beneath Jiang Si's feet collapsed with a roar, turning into fragments and powder.

Within the palace courtyards, beneath the palace walls and city walls, apart from that enormous ginkgo tree, all life and all greenery were like tiny ants under the powerful mental ability to rewind time.

Everything seemed to be playing in reverse, with tall trees gradually shrinking, tiny grasses turning into seeds, city walls crumbling, and everything entering a time rewind.

"Oh no, a missile..." Shu Xubai, who was still in the time rewind and hadn't left with Jiang Si, saw a missile flying in from the sky and his face changed drastically: "Jiang Si, humans want to bomb us and capture us alive."

Jiang Si poured all her mental energy into time reversal, leaving no extra energy to destroy the incoming missile: "Don't worry, those who are meant to die won't survive, and those who are meant to live won't die!"

As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, missiles from all directions rushed towards them. The houses and palaces beneath their feet were gone, and the hunting knife plunged straight into the ground.

Shu Xubai and Jiang Si fell from a great height into the vortex of time reversal, and powerful vortex mental energy waves rippled outwards in waves.

Just as the most lethal missile on Earth was about to land in their time-reversal vortex, the ginkgo tree, which was too big for more than a dozen people to encircle, suddenly collapsed. With lightning speed, the entire tree fell into the time-reversal vortex, covering Shu Xubai Jiangsi.

With a deafening roar, missiles swarming in from all directions bombarded the ginkgo tree...