Outside of Time - Chapter 1366

Chapter 1342 Clash of Fates, Beginning of the Predestined Battle!

The doors of the Phoenix Palace slowly opened.

There was no wind outside, but time flowed silently through the open doors,

making the entire Phoenix Palace seem like a long river of time.

With each step of the figure outside the doors, waves of time were stirred up.

The first wave, in its full bloom, filled the palace with a scene from that time.

In the scene, shimmering light reflected the land of the Seven Sects Alliance of yesteryear.

Within it, birds sang and flowers bloomed, a scene of peace and tranquility.

In the distance, the Seven Blood Eye cultivators could be seen building their sect, while closer, under the glittering starry sky, outside the Xuan You Sect’s mountain gate, two figures could be seen, stealthily lurking like thieves.

This was the day the Seven Blood Eyes had just joined the Seven Sects Alliance, and also the day Er Niu invited Xu Qing to accompany him to trade fingers with Huang Yikun.

In the scene, in the sky, a woman stood there smiling.

The woman was captivating, her long, dark hair cascading down her back, gently tied back with a pink ribbon. She wore a shimmering purple dress adorned with starlight, and was surrounded by a light mist, making her appear like a fairy, otherworldly.

Her gaze was fixed on Xu Qing below. With a soft laugh, she stepped forward.

To the astonishment of Er Niu and Xu Qing in the scene, the woman reached Xu Qing, raised a finger, and lifted his chin, her breath sweet as orchids.

“Little friend, we meet again. Are you lost, coming to the Xuan You Sect so late?”

This was Xu Qing and Zi Xuan’s first true encounter.

Ripples spread across the water. Outside the scene, Xu Qing smiled, and within the scene, he looked up at the woman who had lifted his chin, speaking softly.

“I wasn’t lost. I followed an unseen thread in my heart, searching all the way here.” Upon hearing this

, the woman in the scene paused.

And the first wave of time’s ripples subsided.

Outside, Xu Qing took his second step, and a second wave bloomed within the Phoenix Palace.

The Immortal-Nourishing Eternal River appeared in the waves, spreading throughout the world within the palace.

It was dusk, the sun setting in the west.

On the river, a giant boat sailed serenely.

Beside the railing, Zi Xuan leaned gently, her figure seemingly merging into the rosy sunset.

Xu Qing, sitting not far away, looked somewhat reserved.

“Xu Qing, play that piece. I want to hear it.” A

soft voice rose, and gradually, the flute music began to play.

Though it still carried the spirit of the martial world, it no longer recounted the joys and sorrows of a lifetime, nor did it reveal any loneliness.

The drifting flute music contained a glimmer of hope and a blessing.

In the scene, Zi Xuan’s body trembled, and she looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing, sitting there, raised his head and said softly.

“This song, once named Parting Sorrow, is now called Reunion.”

…

Scenes unfolded within the Phoenix Palace, rising and falling with the waves

of time. Xu Qing walked step by step towards Zi Xuan, each step bringing back a scene from the past.

In those waves, one could see the figures of the two sitting on the giant serpent statue, their heartfelt conversations echoing in memory.

Faintly, there was also the image of Zi Xuan drawing a protective mark on Xu Qing’s body in the secret chamber of Fenghai County.

And the silhouette of obtaining the Zi Xuan Shangqing Lamp for Zi Xuan in the human capital.

All of this intertwined, creating a roar of time and space, surging wave after wave within the Phoenix Palace.

Finally, in the Phoenix Palace, Xu Qing stepped through the waves and walked to the seated Zi Xuan.

He raised his hand towards Zi Xuan.

The starlight in Zi Xuan’s eyes, the moment it opened, illuminated the world.

And Xu Qing’s arrival was like adding color to that illuminated world.

So, without hesitation, Zi Xuan took Xu Qing’s hand.

Xu Qing, his expression gentle, helped Zi Xuan up and whispered,

“I’m back.”

The next instant, the entire Phoenix Palace silently blurred beneath the surface of Fenghai County, until it vanished completely.

When it reappeared, it was no longer in Fenghai County, but on the same Chaoxia Mountain from years ago.

There were two graves there.

That was the home Xu Qing had chosen for himself long ago.

Because his parents, whose memories had naturally faded, were there.

Having been sacrificed to Shanghuang, Xu Qing could not find them in time and space; the only trace proving their existence was these two graves.

So, he and Zi Xuan settled on Chaoxia Mountain.

Half a century passed.

During this time, the golden age of the Wanggu Continent was unfolding.

Zhou Zhengli and the others had fully adapted to Wanggu, dispersing to their respective places—some in seclusion, others opening their gates to spread the Dao.

Each cultivated in their own way.

As for Shanghuang in the heavens, it never opened its eyes.

However, on Chaoxia Mountain, two swords appeared.

The first sword strike occurred twenty-seven years ago, in the starry sky beyond the Wanggu Continent, when a deity crossed the boundary.

That sword, rising from Chaoxia Mountain, soared into the heavens, fell into the starry sky, and slain the transgressing deity!

Divine blood splattered,

attracting the gaze of all living beings in Wanggu.

The second sword strike occurred five years ago, landing not in the starry sky, but in the outer sea!

There, deities from other star rings attempted to enter Wanggu via the primordial sea.

They were slain by a single sword strike!

These two sword strikes shook the deities outside Wanggu who were spying on it.

And a true holy land appeared in the entire Wanggu.

Many came to Chaoxia Mountain, but few could truly ascend it.

For Chaoxia Mountain existed both in and beyond time and space.

But there was one person who could ascend the mountain, yet she gazed from outside for a long time before ultimately choosing to leave.

This person was Ling’er.

In this world, many things cannot be forced, especially love.

Like Zhao Zhongheng, who suffered half his life, still unable to obtain the love he desired.

Decades ago, Xu Qing went to the Moon Worship Domain. Although he didn’t explicitly say anything in the apothecary, Ling’er understood after spending those few days together.

…

And so, another ten years passed.

On this day, the light of dusk spilled across the heavens and earth, reflecting a dazzling brilliance on Chaoxia Mountain.

In that twilight, a figure descended from the mountain.

This figure wore a black robe, had long purple hair flowing down his shoulders, and a slender figure. As he walked, he resembled a mysterious, ethereal light born from the afterglow of the setting sun.

It was Xu Qing.

Behind him was Zi Xuan, dressed in women’s clothing.

Despite her simple attire, Zi Xuan’s beauty was still undeniable, but at this moment, her expression revealed a hint of worry as she looked at Xu Qing, hesitant to speak.

Behind her was also the Vajra Sect Ancestor, whose body had solidified and was no longer a soul.

Over the years, the Vajra Sect Ancestor had naturally gained much fortune and had become the old steward of Chaoxia Mountain, able to swagger and wield power anywhere in the outside world.

Even in his spare time, he began writing storybooks…

The only one who could rival him for this position

was Xiao Ying. However, the smugness of the past had completely vanished from the Vajra Sect Patriarch today, replaced by the same worry as his mistress.

But he knew that at this moment, he couldn’t speak, much less disturb Xu Qing and Zi Xuan’s farewell, so he silently stepped back.

Ignoring the Vajra Sect Patriarch, Zi Xuan walked up to Xu Qing, straightened his clothes, and then murmured,

“You really have to go?”

Xu Qing remained silent.

After a long while, he turned to look in the direction of the Devouring Heaven Domain and spoke softly,

“It must be over eventually. He has waited for me for many years.”