Night finally passed, the rosy light gradually reddened, and the fiery morning sun leaped out of the Dao Sea. The sea shimmered as Mu Bai and Hai Chen sat at the cliff's edge, listening to the waves crash and gazing up toward the boundless distance.
"Beyond this sea we face lies the Dao Origin Continent. There is a Haibei Tribe there too, an existence akin to a sacred land on the Dao Origin Continent."
Hai Chen suddenly spoke. Mu Bai was not surprised.
"They were together to begin with. Just like these two continents, they were originally one. War separated them."
"Will the continent we're on now split again?"
"If one person is willing to choose sacrifice, war will not rise again."
"Then what about the lives in this world?"
"They will ultimately be extinguished."
"I'm not willing to accept that."
"No matter who makes it to the end, that is the destined outcome."
"Perhaps none of us will make it."
"No. This should be the last time."
"I'll find a way to stop that final outcome from happening."
"Then you'll have to be very strong. Not just stronger than me, but able to fight that person in the Immortal Realm."
"You've met him?"
"No. Things are fair between us."
"When do we fight?"
"When you reach perfection."
"What if I refuse to reach perfection?"
"Then you won't even be qualified for a fair fight. I'll simply take your World Tree."
"Looks like there's no choice. Don't worry. I won't keep you waiting much longer."
"Remember, you can't trust anyone except our own people."
"It's already too late. Consider it my thanks to her."
"You can't protect Ling'er. I'll take her away."
"Like you said, you gave me a chance, and I failed to seize it. As long as she's