# 1065
Chapter 1065: The Last Day of the Great Xia Gods
Gongger Peak.
Amidst howling wind and snow, a hand suddenly gripped the edge of the nearly vertical cliff face. A figure struggled to climb to the summit, rolling twice in the snow like a sack of mud before flopping onto his back.
Immediately after, another figure pulled himself up, coughing violently. He stumbled forward two steps, then collapsed face-first into the snow.
Two young men lay on the peak, gasping for breath.
Lu Baoyou glanced at Fang Mo, and an icy smile unconsciously tugged at the corner of his lips.
"You... cough cough... you were half a second slower than me."
"If I hadn't grabbed a illusory stone and slipped down a few meters, you would have been the slower one." Fang Mo sneered, then after a pause, helplessly shook his head. "But a bet's a bet... I admit it, this round goes to you, Lu Baoyou."
Boom——!!
Fierce divine light and a low humming emanated from the distant border. Lu Baoyou and Fang Mo both froze, struggling to their feet and turning to look.
Massive black mist churned near the border. Between the vast snowfields, a magnificent black stone monument stood like a pillar reaching the heavens, towering over the earth. Countless gods stood beside the monument, charging toward it one after another.
"Great Xia's Northern Yinfengdu Emperor, answering the Heavenly Lord's summons,，愿意自崩修为，佑我Great Xia众民，万世平安！"
"Great Xia's Gold Immortal Chijingzi, answering the Heavenly Lord's summons,愿意自崩修为，佑我Great Xia众民，万世平安！"
"Great Xia's Gold Immortal Huanglong, answering the Heavenly Lord's summons,愿意自崩修为，佑我Great Xia众民，万世平安！"
"Great Xia's Water Virtue Star Lord, answering the Heavenly Lord's summons,愿意自崩修为，佑我Great Xia众民，万世平安！"
"……"
One Great Xia god after another, like moths drawn to flames, burned through their entire reserves of divine power and crashed into that towering monument.
With each god absorbed, the monument's form grew more solid. By the time the churning black mist had approached the Great Xia border, the monument had risen to hundreds of meters in height!
"That... that's..." Fang Mo stared at the scene before him, utterly frozen in place.
Lu Baoyou stood at the peak, as if forgetting all his exhaustion and pain. Stone-carved, he gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with profound shock.
"That is a hundred years ago, when the Gods of Great Xia sacrificed themselves to form the monument, guarding the border's phantom." A voice spoke from behind the two.
The pair turned to see two men in Crimson Cloaks sitting on a protruding rock. One was Baili Pangpang, whom they had just met, and the other was Shen Qingzhu, who sat in silence with a cigarette dangling from his lips.
"Great Xia gods from a hundred years ago?" Fang Mo murmured. "Did all of this really happen?"
"Of course. Otherwise, why would the Great Xia Heavenly Court have shattered? Why have the Gods of Great Xia remained absent for a hundred years?" Baili Pangpang sighed. "This hundred years—they've actually been here all along."
Fang Mo and Lu Baoyou stared at the distant monument, falling into silence.
Before this, they had known that Great Xia's survival against the mist's invasion was connected to the Gods of Great Xia, but they hadn't understood the details. Only now, becoming witnesses to this history, did they truly grasp the truth behind it all.
Their peaceful birth, their growth—all of it had been made possible because a hundred years ago, countless Great Xia gods had used their own power and bodies to build a wall of miracles for them.
The Day of Survival was also the Last Day of the Gods of Great Xia.
Crunch.
Boots pressed into thick snow. Shen Qingzhu flicked away the cigarette butt and calmly walked up behind the two, his gaze fixed on the horizon as he spoke slowly:
"Rookies."
"Here!"
"...Salute."
Shen Qingzhu stood rigidly, silently raising his right arm to salute the countless Gods of Great Xia with a perfect military salute.
The howling wind and snow brushed past the two young men's faces. They watched the gleam in Shen Qingzhu's eyes,愣了一下, then snapped to attention. Turning toward the direction of the Great Xia gods, they solemnly saluted.
One new recruit after another stumbled up from the mountain's edge. Seeing the scene before them, they froze in place.
After learning the truth from their companions, they gazed at that temporal phantom for a long while, biting their lips tight. Dragging their exhausted, powerless bodies, they forced themselves upright, turned sideways, and raised their hands in salute.
The tragic and magnificent tableau, those god-shadows fearlessly charging toward the monument—through their eyes, all of it became deeply etched into their souls.
The peak that should have been filled with cheers of triumph and celebration was now utterly silent.
……
Kayaush Border Defense Company.
"What the hell is going on..."
Ke Changlin stood atop the dormitory building, staring at the towering monument less than two kilometers from the border defense company. His eyes widened as he stood frozen in place.
"Gods... they're all Great Xia gods." Su Zhe murmured to himself. "But why are there so many Great Xia gods here? What's going on with the mist?"
Hearing this, Ke Changlin suddenly paused.
"Gods? Could the legend be true?"
"What legend?"
Ke Changlin gazed at the distant black monument and slowly spoke. "When I first arrived at this border defense company, the old soldiers told me some rumors. When the mist first descended, a black monument also mysteriously appeared near the border defense company, along with many gods standing on the clouds, like something out of a dream."
"And then?" Su Zhe's interest was piqued.
"At dawn, those gods and the monument all vanished... But after that, the mist at the border never advanced another step." Ke Changlin frowned slightly. "Before, we all thought it was just a story—that they'd seen a mirage. Now it seems... it wasn't that simple?"
As they spoke, crackling static rang out from speakers scattered throughout the border defense company. Soon, An Qingyu's voice echoed across the entire compound:
"Please remain calm, everyone in the company. Please listen to my unified commands..."
……
One god-figure after another crashed into the black monument. The Great Xia gods holding the line against the mist's border grew fewer and fewer.
"Young Friend Lin." A voice came from behind Lin Qiye. A Taoist priest stood there, his expression complex as he looked at him.
"Master Yuding!"
Lin Qiye recognized the Yuding True Lord immediately—the one from Kunlun Ruins who had led him into the Peach Banquet.
"Young Friend Lin, stay out of this." Yuding True Lord said earnestly. "You haven't stepped into the divine realm yet. Even if you sacrificed yourself into the monument, it wouldn't make much difference. Leave this to us, the older generation...
We are about to enter the cycle of reincarnation. For a long time to come, Great Xia will be in your hands, young people."