On Xumi Island, although the sea water receded and the injured received the blessing of the gods, those who died before that could no longer return.
People were looking for their loved ones in the ruined square.
"Dad, Dad, wake up..."
"Sister, don't leave me alone..."
The painful howls filled the listeners with sorrow.
Rong Yubai was looking for someone who still had a glimmer of hope in the crowd.
"He's still breathing, put him down quickly." He knelt beside the man and concentrated on treating him.
After curing the man, he felt dizzy when he stood up and almost fell down.
Chanbei followed him all the time and helped him sit down aside, "Abai, take a rest."
“But there are still many people…”
Rong Yubai wanted to stand up, but Chanbei held him down.
"Calling upon divine power consumes a great deal of mental energy, and your body won't be able to handle it!"
"Chaoxi and Cangmo have returned. Leave the rest to them. You can have a good rest."
At this time, Rong Chaoxi came back with several elders and Cang Mo.
"Chaoxi, are you okay?"
Rong Yubai ran towards Rong Chaoxi, checked the little girl from head to toe, and only felt relieved after confirming that she was not injured.
"Second brother, you are injured."
There were a few scratches on Rong Yubai's face, and the little guy touched his face.
The next moment, the wound healed and the beautiful face was as smooth as new.
But his hair was messy and his clothes were dirty, and Rong Chaoxi frowned.
"It's okay, Xixi is still Chaoxi's good brother."
Rong Yubai: ...
Your own appearance is not much better.
The beautiful flowing brocade clothes had now become dull, and the neatly combed hair was now draped over her shoulders in wisps.
Every time Rong Chaoxi fought, except for one-move kill, she would always get herself dirty, even if she had the upper hand.
"God, please save my children, please save them..."
When someone saw Chaoxi, he immediately knelt down, lay on the ground, and kowtowed.
"Their souls have been sucked away and they cannot be resurrected." Rong Chaoxi said slowly with a sad look on his face.
The innate spiritual energy is the glue between the soul and the body. Without the glue, the soul cannot merge with the body.
However, the souls of those who died because of this cannot enter the underworld to be reincarnated, and can only become ghosts on the sea until they forget their past and turn into nothingness.
"Don't worry, although they can't be resurrected, I have a way to make them surrender again..."
Before he could finish his words of comfort, he heard the man screaming:
"Aren't you a god? Aren't you omnipotent? Why can't you save them? Why?"
"Even God is not omnipotent..."
Just as Rong Chaoxi was about to explain, he was drowned out by waves of shrill complaints.
"You were clearly on the island, why didn't you come and rescue us earlier? Why did you wait until we were all dead before showing up?"
"Where were you when the evil spirits were killing us?"
"Only appearing at the critical moment, is this your rule for saving the world?"
"Do you think that saving someone in despair will earn us gratitude?"
"Hypocrites, hypocrites, you are not fit to be gods!"
The questioning seemed reasonable, yet also unreasonable, and made Rong Chaoxi a little confused.
Rong Yubai saw that Chaoxi looked unhappy and hurriedly advised, "Chaoxi, don't listen to their nonsense. This has nothing to do with you..."
The islanders' angry accusations, the persuasion of others, and the chaotic voices made Rong Chaoxi very irritated.
"Shut up!"
She suddenly roared and silenced everyone.
The surroundings suddenly became so quiet that only the sound of the waves could be heard.
Rong Chaoxi stared at the man who questioned the loudest, his eyes cold.
"You said we deliberately didn't rescue and waited until the last moment to show up?"
"You're saying we saved people from despair just to express your gratitude?!"
"Do you think the gods live on your faith?"
"I'm telling you, mortals' gratitude and offerings are bullshit!"
The little guy's voice was soft and milky, but his tone was chilling.
"If the gods weren't cultivating the benevolence of heaven and earth, who would have nothing to do every day and just sit there and listen to your wishes?"
"Without the worries of mortals, immortals can live more freely!"
"Your little bit of willpower is not enough to save you this time!"
"When we save people, we save our own consciences, not your respect!"
"If you don't like being rescued, I'll release these people and let them kill you all again!"
As she spoke, she was about to loosen the vines that bound the elders.
"Chao Xi." Cang Mo hurriedly grabbed the little guy's hand, which was trembling slightly due to anger, and comforted him softly.
"Why should we get angry with ignorant people? We should just have a clear conscience."
He sighed softly.
"This is why the gods have not appeared before mortals for thousands of years."
“The human heart is immeasurable.”
At this time, Hai Yan and Hai Du hurried to her and gestured for them to speak.
Rong Chaoxi glanced at him sideways, turned around angrily and lay on Rong Yubai's shoulder, not wanting to talk to him.
Cang Mo raised his hand and released the silencing spell.
Before he could speak, he heard Hai Yan yelling:
"It is a great blessing that the gods can help us!"
"When you blame the gods, have you ever thought about whether you have ever offered sacrifices to them?"
"In recent years, even offering sacrifices to the Sea God is because it is profitable!"
"Is your fear of God just a pretense of good, or is it genuine?"
Everyone was speechless when asked.
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