Today's first update: Chapter 3581! 1/4!
Xu Kun's gaze blazed as it swept once more across the familiar faces. His smile held a little more warmth, along with unquestionable trust.
"This island is the Huang Race's root in this world—our lighthouse, our harbor. I will wait here for you—for the wandering children of my Huang Race to weather the storms, cast off their burdens, and return in glory."
His voice rose slightly, carrying that familiar, reassuring teasing note.
"What is it, Yanran, A Li, all of you... Do you really have so little faith in your master's ability to guard an island by himself?"
One person, guarding one island.
Such simple words carried a greater impact than anything he had said before.
It meant that after casting every member of the race into a dangerous, unknown current, their Huang Lord would remain alone in this homeland that might become a target for all, facing every possible malice, probe, and attack from all directions.
This was no longer merely a training strategy. It was a weighty vow of protection, with himself as the bait.
He had placed himself in the most conspicuous, and perhaps most dangerous, position, all to buy the entire race a chance at transformation and rebirth.
Resolute, mad, yet filled with incomparable responsibility and confidence.
The roar of the Imbalance Tide was already close at hand. The symphony of destruction and rebirth was about to begin.
At this moment, Xu Kun personally pushed the Huang Race's history toward an unprecedented crossroads filled with the unknown.
By the logic of ordinary races, Xu Kun's overall plan was utterly perverse, completely contrary to the fundamental purpose for which every race had entered this Final Saint War.
Two Realms Mountain had never been merely an arena where individuals fought for