In Prince's eyes, a brilliant light burst forth as he exclaimed: "That's right! The Pope's true divine power is profound indeed! Even during the Blood Day resistance, some guidance from the gods was still obtainable. If not for the Pope and the priests of the Church, the calamity would have occurred five years ago. However, time is running out now; at the turn of the Holy Calendar's millennium, the calamity cannot be stopped. I spent thirty years of my life to obtain this guidance: 'The union of good and evil, the unity of light and darkness, with phoenix blood as the guide, traversing numerous obstacles, and with dragon blood as the conclusion, eternal love.' This contains the words spoken by the Pope; it should be correct. You two are... the saviors guided by the gods."

  Ah-Dai discovered that Xuan Yue's small hands were filled with cold sweat, Savior? This term was too unfamiliar to him, and he couldn't help but ask: "What is a Savior?"

  "Prophet Prin suppressed his inner excitement and explained: 'The Savior is the one who, guided by the heavenly gods, will alleviate the suffering of humanity. The sign of the Blood Moon indicates that the calamity is imminent. His Holiness the Pope and the priests, relying on their pure divine power, have managed to postpone the arrival of the calamity against the heavens. However, the calamity is inevitable. But the heavenly god has not abandoned us, he still cares for us. Under his guidance, you have appeared, the Savior who can turn the tide of despair, and the heavenly god will guide you to save humanity.'"

  Xuan Yue furrowed his brow and said: "Pu Lin Xian Zhi, what reason do you have to prove that we are the saviors of the world?"

  Prin smiled slightly and said: "Of course I have sufficient reason, I will explain it to you, first tell me what your names are?"

  "He's called Ah-Dai, I'm called Xuan Yue, and you're Prophet Prin. So tell us quickly."

  Pulin nodded and said: "The combination of good and evil is exactly what Ah-Dai looks like. Ah-Dai is a kind child, but he has the most evil power in him."

  Xuan Yue was shocked and looked at Ah Dai, who subconsciously touched the Ming Wang sword on his chest and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I've never done anything bad!"

  Pulin smiled slightly and said, "Don't get excited, the evil I'm talking about is the evil of objects, while goodness is your own quality. Do you know why I can confirm that you are a combination of good and evil? It's not just because of your performance in saving Xuan Yue earlier. Look." He suddenly produced a crystal ball from somewhere. Pulin muttered a few incantations, and the crystal ball emitted a faint glow, with blurry images appearing inside. The images gradually became clearer, showing the scene of Ah Dai and others preparing to enter the Temple of Tilu. The first few people who entered the temple didn't show anything special, but when Xuan Yue walked into the temple, her image turned into a faint red color, surrounded by a phoenix-shaped red energy. When Ah Dai reached the temple gate, his whole body emitted a faint gray glow, and the crystal ball darkened, with the images disappearing. Putting away the crystal ball, Pulin said, "This is your image when you entered the temple, and my inquiry defense magic array was actually broken by Ah Dai. Even if someone were several times more powerful than you, they wouldn't be able to destroy my magic array. But the extremely evil object on your body can, do you understand? And your performance after entering the temple tells me that your heart is so kind. So I'm even more certain that you are the true savior. The phrase 'combination of good and evil' describes you, while the unity of light and darkness explains the contrast between Xuan Yue and you. The extremely evil object brings you dark energy, while Xuan Yue from the Holy See represents light. I didn't think the savior would be two people until I discovered that Xuan Yue had the blood of the phoenix treasure of the Holy See. With the phoenix blood as the guide, isn't it describing Xuan Yue? And with the dragon blood as the conclusion, I'll tell you later. As for eternal love, I don't understand either, and in the future, you can only come to realize it yourself."

  Xuan Yue and Ah Diao looked at each other in dismay, neither of them had expected things to turn out this way. Xuan Yue said: "Prophet Prin, you called us here just to confirm our identity as the saviors? I don't want to be a savior, with your profound cultivation, even you can't do it, how can Ah Diao and I possibly succeed? There's one thing I don't understand, why did you spend thirty years of your life predicting this? For the sake of the continent, shouldn't it be the Church's responsibility? Even if disaster strikes, it won't necessarily threaten the Prin tribe!"

  Pu Rin smiled wryly: "Not bad, I'm not that great. What I care about is only the life and death of our Pu Yan tribe. What I wanted to predict at first was also the future of our Pu Yan tribe. However, various omens show that if we want to develop and have a place on this continent, we must get through this thousand-year calamity. The savior is not just the savior of the entire continent, but also the savior of our Pu Yan tribe. I brought you here to tell you the secrets of our Pu Yan tribe for thousands of years. I hope it can help you become a true savior and overcome the disaster as soon as possible. Our Pu Yan tribe has suffered enough, I don't want to see them go extinct!"

  A'Dao said: "Prophet Prin, I don't quite understand what you mean. Are you asking us to help the Prorock tribe with something?"

  "Let's put it this way, of course I won't let you help me for nothing. First listen to my story and then I'll tell you what kind of help our tribe needs. Whether in the Sorcerer Federation or on the entire continent, we can be considered one of the oldest nations. We are the earliest humans to appear on the continent. Our history can be traced back tens of thousands of years ago. And now the three empires and the Sorcerer Federation were formed after the first Pope sealed the demon god a thousand years ago." Prin walked over to the wall of the stone cave, pointing at a mural on the wall, saying: "Look."

  Ah-Dai and Xuan-Yue looked in the direction he pointed, under the not-so-bright light of the gemstone, the colors on the mural had peeled off in many places, only to see that it depicted many people wearing clothes made of animal hides, holding up primitive weapons, seemingly rushing in a certain direction. Among them was a burly man with brown long hair scattered behind him, his face filled with excitement, holding up a spear, as if shouting something. Pu Lin said: "This is the most complete ancient mural preserved by our tribe to this day. The group of savages depicted on it are our ancestors. And that robust man is the first chief of our tribe. As for how long ago this mural was created, I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be less than ten thousand years. Our ancestors were still living a primitive life back then, and from then on, our tribe has been one that loves to protect nature."

  Pu Lin took a few steps forward, pointing at the second large mural and said: "This is probably what the previous mural looked like after a thousand years."

  On the second mural, a valley is painted with stone walls of mountains and numerous caves. People wearing linen clothes are constantly entering and exiting from the rock walls. Prin explains: "After thousands of years of development, our tribe has begun to have its own civilization. Although we still live in caves, at that time, our people had already started farming." He didn't explain much more and walked a few steps forward, pointing at the third mural. The mural depicts tens of thousands of people wearing neat leather armor, holding long-handled battle axes, lined up in neat rows, with an aura of killing intent. Prin says: "This is what our tribe looked like about 5,000 years ago. At that time, we were developing towards the strongest direction. Don't you think these warriors look a bit familiar? Yes, they are the prototypes of those Tiro warriors in the temple. Look at the fourth mural."

  The fourth mural depicted only one person, a robust man with bulging muscles all over his body. He wore ordinary cloth pants on the lower half of his body and was bare-chested, holding a long-handled battle axe in both hands as if shouting loudly. His entire body emitted dazzling yellow light.

  Prin's eyes showed reverence as he sighed, "The person in this mural is our greatest hero, the war god Tilu. He led us to the most glorious days of the Prain tribe. The current Temple of Tilu was built to commemorate him. Under the leadership of War God Tilu, our territory expanded several times over thirty years, and four-fifths of the continent were occupied by our Prain tribe. At that time, the continent could be called the Prain Continent.

  Our scattered tribespeople intermarried with local backward tribes, resulting in various skin colors among humans on the continent. Except for the Nanxu people, who have a history as long as ours, we can say that our Prain tribe is the ancestor of current human beings on the continent. Oh, you may not know yet, but the current Huasheng Empire is the descendant of the Nanxu people.

  At that time, the Nanxu people were not like us Prain tribe who loved to expand their territory; they were a peaceful race. Although they occupied only a small part of the continent, they earned our respect and coexisted peacefully with us. In fact, the Nanxu people proved to be smarter than us - at least, they still occupy nearly one-quarter of the continent's land today.

  Pulin's eyes gleamed with pride and excitement as he spoke of the Prin tribe ruling over three-quarters of the continent, as if he himself had been there. Especially when looking at the mural depicting the war god Tilu, his gaze was filled with reverence and admiration. Ah-Dai and Xuan-Yue were deeply moved by his story, listening quietly to Pulin's narrative, completely immersed in the tale of thousands of years ago.

  Pulin walked to the fifth mural, which was the largest one in the cave and occupied almost a quarter of the stone wall. The scene depicted on the mural looked very similar to the current Puyang tribe's village, with stone houses everywhere, and the faces of the Puyang people were all filled with happy smiles. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, presenting a prosperous scene. Pulin sighed and said: "Our Puyang tribe's heyday lasted for three thousand years, during which we became the masters of the mainland. This is what it looked like back then, almost every corner of the mainland had tribes just like this one."

  As he spoke, Prin continued to walk forward and came before the sixth mural. The sixth mural depicted a city, although its walls were short and there weren't many buildings, it was still a city. Prin sighed and said: "The mainland's territory is really too vast, although we occupied most of the land, due to the distance being too far, at that time many things were still very backward. Our people gradually separated into several parts. That is now the white race, black race, including the red-haired Red Tribe. They, under the influence of the local customs, gradually broke away from our Prin tribe's rule and formed their own countries. They even abandoned their most fundamental love for nature. They began to destroy forests and establish the first cities. Our tribal leader at that time didn't blame them because everyone was still a descendant of the Prin tribe, after all, our Prin people still occupied more than half of the mainland's land."

  Pulin's eyes revealed a worried expression as he walked to the seventh mural, which depicted a scene of war with smoke and fire everywhere. It seemed that several ethnic groups were at war with each other. Pulin said, "Although we didn't go to conquer those separated ethnic groups, their development speed was too fast, and they had surpassed us in many aspects. Finally, they couldn't bear the loneliness, united together, and launched a war against our Pulin tribe. In that war, both sides suffered heavy losses. But after all, our Pulin tribe's population was at an absolute advantage, and we won in the end. That was about 1,200 years ago. After that war, the precursors of the current Tianjin Empire and the Luori Empire appeared. Ethnic groups like the Yalian tribe also developed gradually after the great war. Although our Pulin tribe's territory didn't shrink, due to the large number of deaths in the war, we couldn't take care of all our borders. The baptism of war made all ethnic groups suffer greatly, and everyone entered a period of recovery and growth. Our Pulin tribe also began to decline from its heyday since then." Two lines of clear tears flowed from Pulin's eyes, his body slightly trembling as he sighed and walked towards the eighth mural.

  On the eighth mural, a group of people were painted, no, they couldn't be called people, because their skin was green, and sharp thorns grew on their hands. The human form couldn't conceal the evil aura emanating from them, and their red eyes were filled with an eerie color. In the center of this group, there was a giant three times taller than ordinary green men, with double wings growing on his back, and sharp thorns surrounding the green feathers. On his forehead, there was a single horn, and the sharp thorns on his hands shone with dazzling cold light, his ferocious appearance making people tremble with fear. Xuan Yue exclaimed: "This... isn't this the ancient demon god?"

  "Good, he is the ancient demon god, also known as the dark demon god worshipped by the dark demons. At that time, after the war, peace was maintained for less than a hundred years, and suddenly this green-skinned species appeared on the continent. They were ferocious and brutal, born with destructive power, they are now extremely rare in number, but not extinct, the dark demons. And this guy you call the ancient demon god is the dark demon god. His power is terrifying, beyond your imagination. The dark demons' reproduction speed was very fast, including our Prin tribe and the Huasheng Empire's Nanzhou people, no one knew how they appeared on the continent. Their appearance was a nightmare for humans at that time. Your Holiness should know that the catastrophe a thousand years ago was caused by the dark demons. At first, their numbers were not too many. But their bodies were indeed strong. With strength far exceeding ordinary people, they quickly occupied a small part of the continent, and any tribe that opposed them suffered extinction. Fifty years, just fifty years of development, the dark demons had already exceeded ten million. That was our mistake! If we hadn't been focused on our own recovery and had strangled them when they first appeared, there wouldn't have been the later consequences. The dark demons launched an attack on all tribes, hundreds of thousands of dark demon warriors rushed into the continent, and in just five years, they occupied half of the continent's territory. At that time, the first to be slaughtered were our Prin tribe. Our Prin tribe was strong, but due to lack of preparation and the dark demons' innate strength, we couldn't stop their advance. Five years, just five years! Our Prin tribe's population was reduced to a fifth of what it was before." Here, Prin couldn't help but burst into tears, deeply mourning for his own people.

  After a long time, Prin's emotions calmed down a bit. He walked forward a few steps and stopped in front of the ninth mural. The painting depicted a tall young man holding a magic wand, with a faint white glow emanating from his body. Behind him were countless soldiers of various tribes. What surprised Ah-Dai and Xuan-Yue was that above his head, there were over a dozen giant dragons of different colors flying and dancing in the air. In front of him was the Dark Demon Tribe led by the Dark Demon God. Prin sighed and said: "Just when our tribe, the Pu-Rock Tribe, was about to be exterminated, the Savior appeared. Under his guidance, all the tribes on the mainland united as one, with the help of the ancient giant dragons, and fought a final battle against the Dark Demon Tribe. When the war ended, although we had eliminated most of the Dark Demon Tribe under the wise leadership of the Savior, the human population on the entire continent was reduced to only one-fifth of what it was before the disaster. Our Pu-Rock Tribe was left with less than five percent of its original population. The Savior cast a devastating spell that restricted the Dark Demon Tribe's ability to reproduce, although not completely eliminating them. To this day, the Dark Demons are still being hunted down by various countries. However, after that war, they gradually moved underground and their tracks became difficult to find. I estimate that there can't be too many of them left."

  Upon hearing this, Ah-Dai couldn't help but recall the pirates he and Gori had encountered while building their ship. Gori had told him back then that those with green skin were Dark Elves.

  Prin's face was filled with pain as he walked to the last mural, which depicted a group of humans dressed in magician attire surrounding the Dark Demon God. The leader of the humans was none other than the savior that Prin had mentioned earlier. The Dark Demon God's body was flowing with green blood, and at his feet was a massive magical hexagram that seemed to be hiding in plain sight. Prin said, "Finally, after humanity eradicated the Dark Demon tribe, under the leadership of the savior, they surrounded the Dark Demon God on top of a great mountain. There, all of humanity's high-level magicians and strongest warriors gathered, and with the help of the savior, successfully killed the Dark Demon God, sealing his remains and soul within the mountains. That place is now known as the Mountains of Death."

  Xuan Yue and Ah Diao took a deep breath of cold air. They never could have imagined that the place they were about to go was actually where the ancient demon god was sealed.

  His body seemed weak, he supported himself with a wooden cane and said sorrowfully: "In that great disaster, the loss was most severe for our Puyan tribe. However, in the end, when the mainland recovered peace, we were forgotten by everyone. They did not return our land, citing that our population was insufficient to govern such a vast territory. Under the guidance of the Savior, the mainland was divided into five major blocks: the current Tianjin Empire, Luori Empire, Huasheng Empire, Suoyu Federation, and Holy See. And we Puyan tribe, with few remaining people, became just one of the ethnic groups in the Suoyu Federation. After experiencing thousands of years of glory, our Puyan tribe finally declined. If it weren't for us Puyan tribe using our lives to hold back the Dark Demon tribe's advance, the Savior wouldn't have been able to unite all humans and achieve final victory! But we Puyan tribe didn't receive the respect we deserved."

  Xuan Yue furrowed his brow and said: "Pulin Xianzhi, the savior you're talking about, isn't that the first Pope of our Holy See, Shen Yu?"

  Pulin nodded and said, "Not bad, the savior in my mouth is the first Pope, God Wing. Our Puyan tribe has never remembered the hatred of the Vatican, because without God Wing, there would be no mainland today. At that time, he was already very considerate of us. However, we hated all other races, it was our Puyan tribe who sacrificed the lives of our people to save most of them, but when God Wing proposed to return our territory, they evaded and did not want to return. God Wing also became disillusioned with that matter and retreated to the Vatican's Divine Mountain. But everything God Wing did will not be forgotten, the year he retreated was called the first year of the Holy Calendar."

  "Ah-Dao said: "The Buluo tribe is really pitiful! Ninety-five percent of the people died, what a huge number that is! Prophet Pulan, don't be sad."

  Pulin shook his head and said, "Everything has already happened a thousand years ago. What's the use of me being sad? When Shen Yu abdicated, he once said that after a thousand years, another great calamity would appear on the mainland. If the calamity at that time cannot be overcome, the mainland will fall into water and fire again. A thousand years are approaching, and the great calamity is about to arrive. The only ones who can save humanity are you."

  Xuan Yue furrowed his brow and said, "I still can't believe it, we're supposed to be the saviors of the world. With our abilities, we won't be able to accomplish much on this continent, let alone help you. I think it's better if you go talk to His Holiness the Pope instead."

  "No, it's you who can help our tribe, the Puyan. Not even the Pope can go against God's will. Although your power is not enough now, one day you'll understand what I'm doing today. Actually, I don't want to ask anything of you. I just hope that when disaster comes, you can protect the bloodline of our tribe and let our people continue to thrive on this continent. That would be enough for me."

  Before Xuan Yue could speak, Ah Dai, who had already been stirred up by the passionate words, impulsively said: "Prophet Prin, I promise you that if there really is a disaster on the mainland, I will definitely help the Puru tribe get through the difficulties." Xuan Yue squeezed Ah Dai's hand hard, but still couldn't stop him from speaking his mind.

  A faint, comforting smile spread across Pu Lin's face as he trembled and said: "Child, thank you. The future of our Pu Yan tribe now rests entirely on your shoulders. Xuan Yue, I know that as a member of the Church, you have many concerns. But would an old man like me, with one foot in the grave, deceive you? I just hope that my people can survive, and that will be the fulfillment of my heart's desire."

  Xuan Yue glared at Ah Diao, saying: "Prophet Prin, if everything is as you said, I promise you that I will do my best to protect the Prin tribe. Of course, I mean within the scope of my ability. With our current abilities, it's not just a problem to protect your Prin tribe, but even protecting ourselves is a problem." After finishing speaking, a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

  Pu Lin smiled slightly and said, "You little girl, although you're not old, but you really are a clever ghost. What I say to you now is nothing compared to what you will see with your own eyes later. Remember what you said today. Letting you help me isn't without compensation, follow me." He waved his wooden staff lightly, and the stone wall at the last mural suddenly cracked open, revealing a narrow slit. Pu Lin went in first, Xuan Yue whispered to Ah Dai, "How can you be so stupid? The first time we meet, how could you agree to his request so impulsively? Even if what he says is true or not, in this dangerous place of the Pu Rock tribe... forget it, I won't say anything to you. You wouldn't understand anyway. Hurry up and follow." After finishing speaking, she pulled Ah Dai, who was still confused, into the slit in the stone wall.

  This can't be called another stone cave, because the place is really too small, only about ten or twenty square meters, so it can only be called a stone room. The surrounding area is all uneven stone walls, and in the center of the stone room, there is a square stone platform with a height of about one meter and a side length of about half a meter. Prophet Prin stood in front of the stone platform, seeing Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue come in, said: "It's really presumptuous to ask you to help our Pulumi tribe for the first time we meet, in order to express our sincerity and enhance your strength, I will give each of you one thing. Xuan Yue, come here."

  Xuan Yue looked at Ah Dai with a glance, released the small hand that was holding hands with Ah Dai, and walked over. Pu Lin sighed and said: "Child, Pu Lin is my real name. I have another alias on the mainland. In my early years, when I was wandering around the mainland, I used that name all the time. That name is Yuan Mu."

  Although Prin's words were calm, they sounded like a thunderclap to Xuan Yue, who stumbled and turned pale: "What? You are Yuan Mu, the Spatial Magic Master." On the continent, apart from the Sacred Church, there were only three magicians who had reached the level of Magic Master. One was Lardas, the president of the Magician's Guild in the Tianjin Empire, who excelled at fire magic. The second was Biyin Laguo, the chief court magician of the Luori Empire, who excelled at wind magic. And the last one was Yuan Mu, the most mysterious Magic Master on the continent, who excelled at spatial magic. Among the three Magic Masters, if it were to be said that Lardas, the fire magic master, had the strongest attacking power, then in terms of overall strength, it would have to be Yuan Mu, the spatial magic master. His spatial magic had once shocked the world, and even Xuan Yue's father, the youngest red-robed priest of the Church, Xuan Ye, highly admired him.

  Pulin smiled slightly and said, "What? Don't I look like it? But the fact is indeed so. You can't use magic here because I've restricted the magical elements with a spatial magic array. Since the Blood Day appeared, I've been hiding on the continent, waiting for your arrival. Don't be too surprised, I'm Round Wood. And what I want to give you is my magic notebook. Although my spatial magic may not be comparable to the Sacred Light System of the Church, it still has some power under the research of our tribe's ancestors. I know you have many treasures on you, so this magic notebook should be what you need most. I can see that you have extraordinary magical talent, but your later efforts are insufficient. My spatial magic doesn't conflict with your original Light System magic; instead, they complement each other. You must work hard, or else your future achievements will be far inferior to Ah-Dai's." As he spoke, Pulin made a slashing motion in the air, and a rift appeared, from which he pulled out a thick leather-bound notebook that materialized in front of Xuanyue.