Qi Xia frowned, carefully observing Wei Yang’s expression, then decisively shook off his hand.
*Survival first…?*
That excuse was simply too absurd.
Since when had he and Wei Yang reached a point where they needed to protect each other’s lives?
“Qi Xia! Trust me! Find a place to hide first!” Wei Yang’s hoarse voice urged again. “If we don’t move now, it’ll be too late.”
Qi Xia glanced up at the approaching black storm, knowing it would be unwise to let those dark raindrops touch them. He had no choice but to seek shelter.
No matter how he looked at it, this seemed like a **Celestial-level Moment**—far more dangerous than Wei Yang standing before him.
The two of them rushed into a dilapidated building just before the black rain began to pour. Every time Qi Xia tried to speak, Wei Yang raised a finger to silence him. Outside, the storm raged violently, the black rain already falling.
Two “raindrops” pierced through the ceiling, hovering ominously above their heads.
The city around them was in ruins—as if ravaged by fire and earthquakes—with collapsed buildings everywhere. It was clear that these **Celestial-level Moments** were to blame.
Qi Xia narrowed his eyes, watching the two strange droplets. They simply hung there, neither falling nor moving away.
Yet Wei Yang paid no attention to the black raindrops. Instead, he stared intently into Qi Xia’s eyes.
“What the… what the hell…” Wei Yang muttered, his voice trembling. “Your eyes… damn it… damn it…”
Qi Xia slowly narrowed his gaze. Though he had regained some memories, he still couldn’t quite grasp why Wei Yang had come here.
“Don’t ask questions…” Wei Yang shuddered, raising a hand stained with black blood to point at the dark droplets above. “**Heavenly Serpent’s Moment**… kid.”
Hearing the words **”Heavenly Serpent’s Moment,”** Qi Xia seemed to recall something. He looked up at the black dots. *The Hour of the Snake—fitting.*
*The Heavenly Dragon seems even more impatient now.*
“When two people meet during the **Heavenly Serpent’s Moment**, they can ask each other a question,” Wei Yang explained, baring his yellowed teeth. “If the other can’t answer, this black orb will pierce their skull. This is a rare opportunity… Seems the **Heavenly Serpent** was right. You’ve already begun to change. If I don’t get answers from you now, I might never understand your mind again.”
A slow, manic grin spread across Qi Xia’s face. “So you made a deal with the **Heavenly Serpent**—no wonder you’re here. Sounds like only one of us walks away alive. How *interesting.*”
Seeing that smile, Wei Yang’s expression froze.
He had known Qi Xia for a long time, yet he had never seen him like this. It was as if he had become an entirely different person.
Qi Xia glanced up at the sky again and said, “You’ve got guts, showing up in front of me at a time like this.”
“You…” Wei Yang swallowed hard, unsure what had happened to Qi Xia.
Now, Qi Xia no longer seemed human. It was a sign of becoming a **god**—yet he also seemed… *insane.*
“**Heavenly Serpent’s Moment,**” Qi Xia mused. “A time when people standing together can die just by asking, *’What is this?’* A truly ruthless **Moment.** The **Heavenly Dragon** must be more desperate than I thought.”
“You know a lot…” Wei Yang licked his lips. “Just a few days apart, and you’ve already become… *this.*”
Qi Xia’s grin widened.
“Seems these black orbs only allow one question per person. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so careful with your words,” Qi Xia remarked. “This *is* a rare chance. I suggest you ask your question now—or you’ll regret it.”
Wei Yang hesitated, then shook his head. “No… I won’t ask.”
He knew his own question didn’t matter. But if Qi Xia spoke next, it might cost him his life.
“I’d better leave…”
Wei Yang’s gaze flickered, his crazed expression suddenly recalling something. He turned toward the door—but Qi Xia blocked his path in an instant, reversing their roles.
“Even for **mind-reading**, you had to rely on the **Heavenly Serpent’s Moment** to find me,” Qi Xia said with amusement. “Neither you nor the **Heavenly Serpent** can figure out what I’m thinking… *How fascinating.*”
“Damn it… that bastard **Heavenly Serpent**…” Wei Yang muttered, lowering his head. “He only said I could seek answers from you—not that you’d show up with *goat’s eyes*…”
Qi Xia remained silent, watching the black orb above Wei Yang’s head. No matter how many questions he had, he couldn’t voice them now.
*Why was Wei Yang here?*
*How did he know the **Heavenly Serpent’s Moment** would arrive?*
*What deal had he made with the **Heavenly Serpent**?*
“Ask,” Qi Xia said coldly. “I’ll give you one chance. Then get the hell out.”
Before Wei Yang could speak, defeat already weighed on his face. Even if he understood Qi Xia’s intentions now… what then?
He was already changing.
But after a moment’s thought, he realized this might be his only chance to extract the truth. Steeling himself, he finally asked, “Qi Xia… is your ultimate goal to lead *everyone* out of here?”
As soon as the question left his lips, the black orb above Wei Yang’s head drifted forward, stopping just before Qi Xia’s forehead. It trembled, poised to strike.
“No,” Qi Xia answered without hesitation. “*No one* escapes this place.”
The moment he spoke, the black orb quivered—then *exploded* into dust.
Even Qi Xia was surprised at how easily the crisis had been resolved. He hadn’t expected Wei Yang—someone who had retained his memories for so long—to ask such a foolish question.
But before he could react, Wei Yang lunged forward, grabbing his collar.
“YOU LIAR!!” Wei Yang roared. “You used the deception *I taught you*—against *me*?!”
“Oh?” Qi Xia raised an eyebrow. “I don’t follow.”
“Damn it!! How long are you going to keep lying to me?!” Wei Yang’s rage was spiraling out of control. “You never intended to save *anyone*! Then what was the point of all my years of effort?! Why did I leave your team, rotting in that farm like it was hell itself?! What was I *waiting* for?!”
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