Five Thousand Years Guarding the Core Flame of Finality Alone-Not a God, Yet Greater Than One!
Duke Dai Hao's pupils dilated in shock. As a commander of his generation, he could see the extent of the battlefield's devastation at a glance—a cataclysmic disaster capable of swallowing an empire!
And she, all alone, guarded that place.
[She is a guardian from the Divine Continent, one of the strongest warriors among the Fire Chasers in the final battle between human civilization and the Honkai 50,000 years ago.]
"Fifty... fifty thousand years?!"
The wine cup in the Xue Ye's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." This Emperor, who had seen many storms, was now like a child who had just heard a myth, his face blank with disbelief.
Fifty thousand years!
What does this mean?
His Heaven Dou Empire has only existed for a few hundred years since its establishment.
The recorded history of the Douluo Continent is only a few thousand years.
A human being who has lived for 50,000 years?!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ning Tian exclaimed in disbelief. He was a genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School and prided himself on his extensive knowledge, but this number completely shattered his worldview.
Even Titled Douluo's lifespan is only a few hundred years.
Only after becoming a god can one possess near- Eternity life.
However, Fu Hua in the picture did not have the slightest fluctuation of Divine Power; it was purely the aura of a "human"!
Ning Rongrong and her companions exchanged glances, all seeing utter shock in each other's eyes. They had been gods for ten thousand years, which they already considered a long time, but compared to these fifty thousand years, it was simply insignificant.
"A mortal... lived through fifty thousand years..."
Sea God Tang San muttered to himself, his mind experiencing an unprecedented shock.
He once took pride in possessing Remembrance of two lifetimes, but what did that amount to compared to these Remembrance spanning fifty thousand years?
What a heavy, lonely soul that must have been!
The image on the Light Screen changed again.
She has many identities.
In the scene, a figure dressed in a Daoist robe, with an air of otherworldly grace, appears atop a mountain, offering guidance and wisdom. She is revered by the world as the "Immortal Chi Yuan."
She is a celestial being who imparts knowledge and teaches skills.
The scene shifts again, and she lives in a quiet alleyway, as an ordinary girl next door, quietly observing the everyday life of ordinary Human Realm.
She was a mortal who had become part of the world.
The scene shifts again, and she transforms into a phantom in the darkness, carrying out a clandestine mission to eliminate lurking threats.
She is the hidden blade Guardian Deity the land.
Each identity, each chapter of life, unfolds before the audience like a scroll painting.
From immortal to mortal, from soldier to Class Monitor.
Each identity is vastly different, but they all point to the same core—protection.
Time has left countless marks on her, but it has not diminished her will. She survived the Finality battlefield fifty thousand years ago and is one of the last witnesses to human civilization.
The narrator's voice grew increasingly heavy.
[She carried the Remembrance of an entire civilization, walking alone through the long years, solely to guard the Core Flame of a new era, awaiting the budding of hope.]
Boom!
At that moment, everyone's brain felt as if a nuclear bomb had been dropped on it.
Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena held hands tightly.
They were Ice Seal for ten thousand years, and when they awoke, everything had changed. They deeply understood the loneliness and bewilderment they felt.
But their millennia were for a reunion.
Fu Hua's fifty thousand years, however, were filled only with endless responsibility and loneliness.
"Fifty thousand years of Remembrance ..." Gu Yuena's voice trembled slightly. As the Silver Dragon King, she bore the weight of the rise and fall of the Dragon Clan, and she knew better than anyone how heavy Shackles Remembrance could be.
Fu Hua, a human girl, carries the weight of an entire civilization.
"That's... that's terrifying..."
Zhou Weiqing gasped. He was fearless, but the thought of living alone for 50,000 years, carrying such a heavy mission, sent chills down his spine.
This is no longer living; it is a punishment more cruel than death.
The Divine Realm.
The two God King, one of good and one of evil, remained silent for Jiujiu.
As the God Realm Central, they maintained the balance of the universe and believed they had witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations.
But they had never seen such pure and unwavering "guardianship".
It wasn't for power, nor for a divine position; it was simply for a promise, for the "hope" left behind by a vanished civilization.
"A remarkable warrior," the God of Destruction said in a low voice, his usually volatile tone now filled with respect.
The Goddess of Life's eyes reddened slightly, and she sighed softly, "What a lonely soul..."
Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotion, felt an indescribable mix of sadness, resilience, exhaustion, and determination... a torrent of complex emotions rushing towards him from the Light Screen, almost overwhelming his soul.
He had never experienced such a profound collection of emotions.
That is an epic formed from fifty thousand years of wind and frost, fifty thousand years of battles, fifty thousand years of separation, and fifty thousand years of waiting.
"She... must be very tired," Lie Yan whispered, leaning against Ji Dong's chest.
Ji Dong nodded silently. He could feel the unshakable will on Fu Hua's body, as solid as a rock, and he could also feel the bottomless exhaustion beneath that will.
Ye Yinzhu's gaze was incredibly complex.
He fought for the future of Qincheng and for the peace of the continent. He understood the weight of the word "protection".
But he couldn't imagine how he could continue when all his comrades had passed away and the era he was protecting had become dust in history.
"One of the strongest warriors in the Fire Chaser series..."
Tian Hen murmured to himself, remembering his mission and the days he fought alongside his comrades.
If he's the only one left in the end, how long can he hold on?
Ten years? A hundred years?
He dared not think about it.
Fu Hua, however, persisted for fifty thousand years.
This fact is more impactful than any impressive record.
The image on the Light Screen was frozen on the moment when Fu Hua bravely withstood a meteorite from outer space to Guardian Deity China.
She transformed into Chi Yuan, burning her life and Remembrance, spreading her enormous wings in the Sky Vault, her body dissolving inch by inch in the Lie Yan.
Fleeting Life but a fleeting dream; fifty thousand years is but a blink of an eye.
Remembrance may fade, bodies may decay, but the will to protect will endure.
"So... that's how the Immortal Chi Yuan came to be..."
"To protect her, she was even willing to burn away her most precious Remembrance..."
"These are the true guardians!"
The two giants, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, these two wielders of power, bowed their proud heads deeply before the burning figure on the Light Screen.
The ultimate power they pursued seemed so insignificant in the face of this ultimate will.
Everyone familiar with Fu Hua's identity as "Class Monitor" fell into a deathly silence.
The image of the meticulous, disciplined, and even somewhat aloof girl in their minds is crumbling bit by bit.