Chapter 153 Three Years of Waiting

Everyone was in a bloodthirsty frenzy. As the last demon fell to the ground and was cut into pieces, someone shouted, "Let's go back and storm their lair!"

Ye Tanji's eyes also reddened.

As the supreme commander of the human race, he knew he couldn't let his emotions get the better of him.

However, he was also very clear that if this terrible race was not completely wiped out, this universe would face the catastrophe of destruction sooner or later.

He was the first to rush into the bronze gate, and the lightly wounded followed closely behind, all rushing into the bronze gate together.

The Yu family and their relatives and friends were also seriously injured. If it weren't for Bo Yiyan's super-effective healing potion, at least half of them wouldn't have been able to get up.

Xi'er also wanted to go with them, but then she heard Ye Tanji send her a telepathic message:

“You must stay and repair the spatial rift. If we don’t come back, we must not let them break in again.”

"If we suffer a crushing defeat, you can stay here and provide backup for us."

This heavy burden brought Xi'er to a halt.

She has no right to be willful, because she bears the responsibility of protecting millions of ordinary people.

In this battle, at least 90% of the human cultivators with cultivation levels above the Tongtian Realm participated.

Those who follow Ye Tanji towards the bronze gate will surely face a life-or-death situation.

Even if we win this battle, the loss rate of high-level combatants in the Cloud Abyss Upper Realm will definitely reach over 80%.

This means that the entire interface will be in a state of decline within the next hundred years.

Under these circumstances, it is even more of a responsibility for Xi'er to stay behind.

With red eyes, she nodded, watching helplessly as her loved ones left and as her unknown comrades rushed into the bronze gate without hesitation.

She also had a large number of top-grade spirit stones in her hands, and was the last to rush into the bronze gate to begin repairing the spatial rift.

She could have come to repair it much earlier, but after discussing it with the higher-ups, Ye Tanji decided to let in the largest possible number of extraterrestrial demons.

Even at great cost, we must do everything we can to secure at least 30,000 years of peace for future generations.

With tears streaming down her face, Xi'er painstakingly repaired the spatial rift, bit by bit, until she had filled the last gap.

She had no idea what would happen on the other side of the spatial barrier.

But she was certain of one thing: the battle over there must have been extremely fierce.

She raised her head and looked up at the azure sky.

Compared to the divine realm of my memories from 30,000 years ago, Yunyuan's appearance on camera this time is much luckier.

Aside from the heavy losses suffered by high-level cultivators, the vast majority of low-level cultivators and ordinary mortals were unaffected.

At first, she couldn't understand why so many powerful gods in the Divine Realm were still wiped out, while so many human cultivators survived this time.

After careful comparison, she finally came to a conclusion: even a large number of ants can kill an elephant.

Then she finally understood something: races that are too powerful are inherently defying the heavens, and are not tolerated by the heavens. Their fate is to perish.

For example, the powerful gods, the powerful extraterrestrial demons, the powerful insectoids, the powerful demon race...

They will all eventually disappear in the torrent of time.

A single universe simply cannot accommodate a race that is too powerful.

Because an overly powerful race will deprive other, weaker races of the chance to survive.

Humans are called the pinnacle of all creation because they are highly intelligent but physically weak.

They are the most suitable intelligent race to rule the world, selected by the Creator.

Even so, Heaven will not allow them to become too powerful little by little.

Whenever they reach a certain stage of growth, natural disasters and man-made calamities will befall them to prevent them from becoming stronger.

This is the cause of the end times.

Once the apocalypse begins, ending it becomes very difficult.

However, when the apocalypse destroys one world, a new world will inevitably form, and so on in a never-ending cycle.

As Xi'er pondered these things alone, she thought of her mother.

She personally experienced one different kind of apocalypse after another.

The intense radiation from the Green Algae Star, the withering virus from the Flowing Light Galaxy, the invasion of the Fine Demon Clan from the Misty Heavenly Realm, the insectoid calamity and the invasion of extraterrestrial demons from the Cloud Abyss Mirror...

Fortunately, every apocalypse she experienced was influenced by her and gradually returned to a normal world.

From this perspective, she could be considered a terminator of the apocalypse.

Xi'er felt incredibly lucky to be her daughter.

At the same time, she needs to work harder. Even if she can't surpass her, she shouldn't tarnish her reputation or bring shame upon her.

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The wait is long, but Xi'er is now seizing every minute and second to cultivate diligently.

She had prepared for the worst: if Ye Tanji and her group of relatives and friends left this time and did not return alive.

Then she will succeed Ye Tanji and become the new Palace Master of Ye Tan Palace.

Steward Feng had received instructions from Ye Tanji that whatever she wanted to do in the future, the entire Ye Tan Palace should unconditionally support her.

Steward Feng is a die-hard fan of Ye Tanji. He will carry out Ye Tanji's orders without any hesitation, even if Ye Tanji dies and never comes back.

Xi'er felt that only by becoming strong enough could she live up to the secret order left by Ye Tanji.

Moreover, besides the Night Pool Palace, there's also the Dust and Ash Continent waiting for her to take care of the entire Cloud Abyss Mirror.

And further afield, if she could, she would also take care of her mother's tribe—those holy witch people.

Thinking about it that way, she felt too tired.

Therefore, she earnestly hoped that one day in the future, Ye Tanji would walk out of the bronze gate with her family and friends.

Oh, by the way, she instructed Steward Feng to lead people to put the fallen bronze door back up.

The runes that had been worn away by the attacks were painstakingly repaired by her and her team, bit by bit.

Xi'er found an empty house inside the bronze gate and settled in.

Steward Feng wanted to stay with her, but she sent him away to handle post-war relief and reconstruction.

Steward Feng often came to report to her, and what made Xi'er happiest was—

The entire street of shops she bought in Zhaixingcheng is now profitable, and she's making a fortune.

This made many people envious, but when they found out the names of the owners of these shops, no one dared to have any crooked thoughts.

After all, the spatial rifts in this world still need her to repair them.

She is the only one capable of mending spatial rifts, and is irreplaceable.

Xi'er lived a leisurely life after the war, day after day.

One day, Steward Feng excitedly entered the bronze gate and exclaimed upon seeing her, "Miss Bai Xi, I have some fantastic news!"

"Oh? Could it be that Ye Tanji brought people back from another spatial rift?" Xi'er joked.

The possibility was so slim that she didn't even dare to think about it.

Of course, after three years, she had already accepted in her heart that they might never be able to come back together.

Time heals all wounds, and now she can speak of Ye Tanji and her friends and family with equanimity.

I will no longer shed tears, and I will no longer feel heartache.