Song Wuji's reminder, Baili Jingxuan looked behind him, and as more white shadows appeared.
The two then saw clearly what these white shadows were.
They were sand and soil giants with gaping mouths and long tongues.
Yes, that's right, these white shadows had transformed into sand and soil giants, each shaped like a human yet not entirely human.
They lacked a distinct human form but possessed noses and eyes, long tongues, and were enormous in size. Each sand and soil giant was different in shape, but they all held wooden swords that appeared blunt but were in reality capable of slicing through metal.
Each sand and soil giant moved with great agility, all of them converging to attack Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan.
"Be careful!"
As one of the sand and soil giants swung its wooden sword towards Baili Jingxuan, Song Wuji exclaimed and immediately grabbed his wrist.
With their coordinated efforts and mutual support, the two managed to repel three of the sand and soil giants that were closing in on them.
Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan simultaneously severed the head and hand of one sand and soil giant, and the heart of another.
Two more sand and soil giants instantly fell.
However... these sand and soil giants did not disappear just because Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan cut them down.
On the contrary, they only seemed to be increasing in number.
Furthermore, their attacks were fiercer than before.
After Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan had slain some, another group would revive, in an endless cycle, impossible to finish, impossible to kill.
Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan fought until they were exhausted, their backs against each other, swords in hand, daring not to relax.
"What do we do? This can't go on like this. Before we even finish these things, we'll be dead from exhaustion!"
Song Wuji voiced the crux of the problem.
Baili Jingxuan was also troubled by this predicament.
"What are these things, and why can't we kill them all?
No, we can't continue like this. We must find a way."
As he spoke, Song Wuji glanced around, but... around them were only sand and soil giants, and for him, there was no solution.
What to do?
Before they could devise a good plan, Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan decided that one would hold the line while the other rested behind him for a moment.
Then... they would switch. This was the only way to temporarily sustain their strength.
With a temporary plan in place,
Baili Jingxuan and Song Wuji began to take turns fighting, supporting each other so one could rest.
However... this method was not a long-term solution.
But... it did allow the two to take turns resting.
After about two hours, Song Wuji and Baili Jingxuan's physical strength once again failed them.
Baili Jingxuan sustained an injury to his arm and knelt on one knee, sword in hand.
As two more sand and soil giants lunged at him with their swords,
Song Wuji, who was behind Baili Jingxuan, immediately intervened.
He kicked one of the sand and soil giants in the stomach and severed the head of another with his sword, but he couldn't resist the other sand and soil giant for long.
His back was pierced by a wooden sword.
Blood, both of them were bleeding.
Their physical strength depleted, and now wounded,
Baili Jingxuan and Song Wuji's expressions were grim.
They turned to look at each other.
It seemed they saw the decision they needed to make in each other's eyes.
"Clang!"
They both dropped their swords simultaneously.
A faint smile also appeared on both their lips at the same time.
They had given up resisting.
Yes, that's right, they had given up resisting.
"Forget it, if we can't kill them all, then we won't. I'm tired."
This was what Song Wuji said as he sat on the ground.
Seeing him like this, Baili Jingxuan also chose to give up.
He sat down beside him.
"I'm tired too. I can't go on. I can't kill them all. I realize I'm really useless."
At this moment, Baili Jingxuan's voice was even more uninhibited than Song Wuji's.
And with that,
the surrounding colossal sand and soil giants slowly advanced towards them...
The two each looked behind them.
At this moment, Song Wuji withdrew his gaze and looked at Baili Jingxuan, suddenly asking him, "Do you have any regrets?"
Speaking of regrets,
Baili Jingxuan thought for a moment.
He said, "Of course I do. I haven't gotten married yet, and I haven't had any children. No, I prefer daughters. I want to have a beautiful daughter with the young lady I love."
When it came to his regrets, Baili Jingxuan became much more talkative.
"Besides these, I also want to bid farewell to my parents, and my younger brother who was so strong. I hope he can live well."
"And my sister, Baili Mengran. She's so young and hasn't grown up yet. I really want to stay with her as she grows up and watch her get married."
At this moment, Baili Jingxuan thought of his family.
Listening to his words, Song Wuji also thought of the most important people in his life at this moment.
"My mother's health has always been poor, and now that scoundrel Song Gang has captured her, I'm really worried about her. My mother was the kindest to me when I was young. I hope Physician Gu can cure my mother's illness and let her live well."
"And my younger brother, Song Panyang, and my sister, Song Yuer. Although the three of us siblings are from different fathers, and although we all have 'dirty blood' flowing through us, our private relationship is actually very good."
"I remember when we were children, we always wanted to do things to please our father and mother, so we did many things that we didn't even like doing ourselves."
"But only when our father and mother smiled at us was it the best for the three of us."
"However, Father never smiled, and sometimes he would scold us. He especially disliked letting me play with Panyang and Yuer. At that time, I didn't understand, but later I realized that person wasn't my father!"
"That person told me that I was more suitable to take over his position than Panyang and Yuer, so he had been training me. But I knew that what he called training a son was merely training a puppet."
"Just a puppet who obeyed his orders. If I'm going to die now, I really wish that person would die in front of me. Only when he dies can my mother, my sister Yuer, and Panyang live safely."
After saying all that, Song Wuji was still most worried about his family.
Baili Jingxuan was the same.
Hearing Song Wuji speak of his family,
Baili Jingxuan thought Song Wuji was a good man who cared about his family.
"If we can get out of here alive, Young Master Song, be my..."
As he spoke, Baili Jingxuan picked up the sword from the ground.
He wouldn't allow himself to die miserably. If he had to die, he would die fighting!
Seeing Baili Jingxuan pick up his sword, Song Wuji also picked up his.
He looked at Baili Jingxuan, "Be my what?"
At this moment, he too had changed his mind. He couldn't die so miserably!