Time Travel: Age of Discovery

As night falls, stars dot the boundless sky. The red earth continent winds through the night like a giant dragon, its majestic presence hindering even the bravest explorers from glimpsing its full extent. In this mysterious and ancient land, a seemingly ordinary wooden boat sits quietly on the shore, as if awaiting some secret mission unknown to all.

On the deck, Tiger stood tall as a pine tree, a peculiarly shaped handheld cannon strapped to his back. It wasn't just his weapon, it was a symbol of his convictions. His eyes, like a sharp sword piercing the night, were resolute and profound. According to the agreement with Teya and Xiong, now was the time for them to embark on their journey together. But Teya and Xiong's absence didn't faze Tiger in the slightest.

The towering Red Earth Continent didn't intimidate Tiger; instead, it fueled a deep-seated rage and resolve. Like a long-suppressed volcano, this power finally erupted at this moment. He knew waiting was no longer wise; only action would prove everything.

"It's time!" Tiger whispered, then tightened the rope tied to his back. The rope seemed to be the bond between him and his destiny, connecting the past and the future. He leaped and landed lightly on the rocks of the red earth continent, starting this unprecedented climb.

Tiger's every step was filled with strength and determination. He leaped and climbed the rock face like a brave eagle, challenging the limits of nature. His feat was not only a self-transcendence, but also a shocking declaration to the world: the Red Earth Continent is no longer an insurmountable chasm, but a bridge to an unknown world.

Just as Tiger gradually disappeared over the rock face, the darkness becoming his perfect cover, a small wooden boat quietly approached. The man on board, dressed in work clothes but draped in a black hooded cloak, looked like a messenger of the night, mysterious and unpredictable. He leaped onto Tiger's boat with swift and skillful movements, his face hidden by the darkness and the mask beneath the cloak, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

"Tsk, Tiger, he's always so impatient." As the cloak slipped off, a familiar face appeared. It was none other than Teia. After leaving Marine Headquarters, he had vanished from the world like a ghost. This attire was a carefully prepared disguise for his journey.

Teya gazed at the Red Earth Continent, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew that, despite being late, the mission wasn't canceled. He quickly composed himself and prepared for the upcoming challenge. He knew that fighting alongside Tiger was their shared destiny.

At this moment, beneath the Red Earth Continent, two ships waited silently, while above, Tiger had already embarked on his journey. Their story would write a new chapter in this ancient and mysterious land. Under the star-studded night sky, Teya wondered if Tiger had quietly awakened the revolutionary army's torrent of support. However, the scene before him seemed to confirm this suspicion. All that remained was an endless wall of rock and an urgent call.

He decided that no matter what, he must jump into the chase himself, climb up the awe-inspiring red earth continent, and follow Tiger's footsteps.

Even before embarking on this journey, Teja had repeatedly imagined Tiger in his mind—the warrior, determined to carve the mark of freedom on the red earth continent with only his flesh and blood. He wondered what kind of extraordinary physique would be needed to navigate such a treacherous journey. Now, gazing at the nearly vertical cliffs before him, Teja's heart sank. He realized that the enormity of this challenge might far exceed even mortal imagination.

Time was running out, no time to lose. With a decisive leap, Teja leaped from the swaying deck, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, striking the rock face. In that instant, a faint trace caught his eye, like Tiger's silent guidance, a faint handprint, carving a mark of unyielding determination into the cold, hard rock. Teja's heart stirred. Although he longed to take this opportunity to challenge himself and prove himself through free climbing, the urgency of reality was like a wake-up call, urging him to move forward.

So, Teja abandoned his impulsive adventure and instead used the lightness of the Moonstep, leaping and weaving across the rock face. Each step was precise and powerful, gradually closing the distance between him and Tiger. Finally, just as the horizon was about to touch, he caught up with Tiger. Their figures met in the moonlight, and no words were needed; everything was said without words.

Tiger tilted his head slightly, sensing a presence behind him. He saw Teya, draped in a night cloak, respond with a resolute gaze before landing steadily beside him. They stood side by side, just one step away from the pinnacle of the Red Earth Continent.

At that moment, Tiger's eyes gleamed with a complex glint, a flame mingled with anger and longing, a deep yearning for freedom and an endless rebuke of past suffering. He had finally arrived here, a place he had dreamed of countless times, and this time, he vowed to single-handedly overturn this prison that held countless souls captive and free those slaves trapped in this sea of suffering.

Teya donned his mask again and set foot on the summit of the Red Earth Continent with Tiger. Though the night deepened, it couldn't mask the splendor of the palaces below. Those magnificent buildings, still ablaze with light, shone brightly in the darkness, like a dream. Yet, the surroundings were eerily silent; not even the sound of patrolling footsteps could be heard. Perhaps, in the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, this place was a sacred place that needed no defense, the safest haven in the world. Patrolling would be superfluous, a desecration of that "safety."

But for Teja and Tiger, this quiet night was a godsend. Tiger slowly unsheathed the heavy handheld cannon from his back, cast a determined gaze at Teja, and pointed toward a distant, dark hut. He whispered, "It's time to let light shine into those forgotten corners." Under the gloomy night, Teja followed Tiger's finger, his gaze piercing through the thick fog and settling on a solitary, black hut.

The hut seemed a forgotten corner from a fairy tale, standing in stark contrast to the surrounding magnificent palaces, like a piece of coal dropped into a pile of pearls, its incongruity shocking. Teya's observation Haki was like a pair of invisible eyes, piercing the darkness and capturing the faintest hint of life within, like the most inconspicuous star in the night sky, distant yet bright.

Beneath Tiger's mask, his deep eyes flickered with complex emotions, like the undercurrents of the deep sea, harboring past storms and nurturing a volcano about to erupt. Teya could sense that within Tiger's heart, those painful memories were like heavy chains, bound tightly by his astonishing willpower, preventing them from surfacing. At this moment, only two burning flames remained within him: rage and the desire for redemption, bound together like twins.