Outside of Time - Chapter 1371

Chapter 1346 Fate Unifies

“Gods and immortals are inherently different,”

Xu Qing said calmly, gazing at Zi Qing.

“But the moment they abandon the path of the thick earth and choose to ascend, they become… essentially the same.”

“Therefore, in the upper planetary rings, gods and immortals, though seemingly different, are actually of the same origin.” “

Thus… I will die, and so will you.”

“But compared to death, I actually want to see, in this dimension, whether your destiny is more profound, or my dimension is more infinite!”

His voice still echoed as Xu Qing’s body landed in one step, traversing a hundred feet, heading straight for Zi Qing outside the hall.

Zi Qing outside the hall, his gaze fixed on Xu Qing’s approaching figure, remained indifferent and silent.

Behind him, inside the hall, Zi Qing remained gentle, speaking softly, his voice echoing through the main channel of destiny, reverberating outside the tributary channel of destiny.

“Brother, what you think is also what I think.”

“Fate…overlap!”

The moment the words were spoken, Zi Qing, expressionless outside the hall, raised his right hand and pressed it slightly towards Xu Qing, who was rushing towards him.

With this press, the power of fate descended silently, forming an indescribable meaning that landed around Xu Qing, turning into layers of ripples.

And within those ripples, scenes were formed.

In those scenes, the figures of Xu Qing were reflected. These were not parallels created by the laws of time and space, but rather… tributaries separated from Xu Qing’s main destiny.

It could also be said that they were countless possibilities that appeared in the natural decay of life!

Each possibility at this moment formed a scene.

“Time does not exist in itself. It is merely a concept created by all living beings to calculate their own and even the natural decay of all things.”

“Therefore, your time and space are flawed.”

“But I do not speak of time and space.”

Zi Qing spoke softly inside the hall.

His voice fell outside the hall, rippling the scenes.

Everything in the scene is filled with contradictions. In some scenes, Xu Qing is fighting, while in others, at the same pivotal moment in his destiny, he is meditating.

Some scenes depict his death within a certain fate, while others show him receiving a fortuitous opportunity under the same destiny.

Still others show the dispersal of loved ones, while still others depict warm companionship.

This is a superposition of fates!

Multiple mutually exclusive fates coexist within Xu Qing at this moment.

These fates intertwine, manifesting fragmented forms around him.

His true body becomes blurred within these fragments, as if about to be erased, and with each step forward, countless transparent afterimages are created around him.

These afterimages then transform into new possibilities for fate.

Boundless.

It’s as if he is experiencing countless lives simultaneously.

In this state, every action of Xu Qing, even every heartbeat, triggers a storm of probability; his fate becomes extremely unstable, seemingly subject to change at any moment.

Uncontrollable!

This is the main fate being mixed with branching fates.

This is his true self being usurped by another self.

Only his voice, amidst this mixture and usurpation, still echoed calmly.

“I’ve experienced a similar scene before.”

“And my cultivation isn’t solely about time or space; the constitution I’ve comprehended is…”

“Unity!”

“Time unites, space unites, time and space unites, parallel universes unite, destiny… also unites!”

The moment Xu Qing’s voice rang out, his increasingly ethereal form raised his right hand.

The intent of his constitution suddenly erupted, spreading from his raised hand, transforming into a line of unity, piercing fiercely in all directions.

Penetrating all the fragments of destiny, connecting them all in that instant…

Xu Qing’s right hand clenched tightly.

All the fragments of destiny around him roared at that moment, their images forcibly altered, becoming him in this very moment!

Then, these images converged towards Xu Qing, rapidly overlapping with his figure.

Because the Xu Qing in those images was exactly the same as him in this moment, this overlap didn’t result in a superimposed image, but rather a fusion.

This made Xu Qing’s originally blurry figure appear more tangible, as if being outlined time and again.

Until finally, when all the images disappeared, Xu Qing, standing there, was exceptionally real and exceptionally clear!

Then, a voice echoed.

“Descend!”

As soon as this voice rang out, everything around him changed rapidly!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a layer of ink wash appeared where Xu Qing stood!

This ink wash, centered on Xu Qing, swept outwards, carrying Xu Qing’s constitution, suddenly spreading in all directions.

It rendered everything!

Wherever it passed, the imperial palace, the capital, and even the entire Devouring Heaven Domain, all rapidly degenerated in that instant, with Xu Qing’s clarity!

The concept of height was stripped away, three-dimensional existence was flattened, and everything, in the blink of an eye, became an ink wash painting.

This was… dimensional reduction! It

also included the imperial palace and the indifferent Purple-Blue Crown Prince outside.

They all became part of the picture!

Only Xu Qing, the sole color in the world, stood on this ink wash painting!

His right foot rose, as if replacing the heavens, and stepped towards the imperial palace in the ink painting.

This was another manifestation of Xu Qing’s self-imposed laws.

The moment his raised foot landed, the Purple-Green Prince, standing before the palace within the ink painting, raised his head, gazing at the shadowy figure that seemed to have replaced the heavens in his world.

He spoke coldly,

“In Wushuang City, you died for the first time, your lifespan was seven!”

Upon hearing this, the Purple-Green Prince’s left eye revealed the image of Xu Qing as a child in Wushuang City.

That image shattered instantly, transforming into seven silver threads,

each representing a year of life .

“Within the Seven Blood Eyes, you experienced many fortuitous events, your opportunities numbered five!”

The second sentence echoed, and the Purple-Green Prince’s right eye reflected scenes of Xu Qing within the Seven Blood Eyes, from which five golden butterflies flew out.

Each butterfly represented a single opportunity!

“The Empress has changed her fate; your second death, your calamity is twofold!”

The moment these third words were uttered, an image materialized in the void before the Purple-Green Prince—the very scene of Xu Qing’s death in the human capital.

At the moment of death, two black chains flew out!

“Today, with your lifespan woven into silver threads, opportunity sculpted into a golden butterfly, and calamity forged into an iron chain of death, transforming into your destiny butterfly…”

The images intertwined, gold, silver, and black rapidly merging to form a three-colored butterfly! The

moment this butterfly appeared, the entire ink painting rippled, as if the scroll were wrinkling!

With the butterfly’s wings unfurling, colors spread from its center throughout the ink painting!

Making the ink painting no longer monotonous, giving it a sense of life!

Then, the butterfly suddenly surged forward, heading straight for the sky!

Wherever it passed, the image melted away; it flew higher and higher, ultimately breaking through the world of the ink painting!

It burst outwards.

The instant it appeared outside the painting, the entire ink painting began to shatter.

The tricolored butterfly, with a flick of its wrist, split into countless smaller ones, swarming towards Xu Qing like a tidal wave!

Each one, in Xu Qing’s perception, was intimately connected to him, as if… each one was himself!

At the same time, as the ink painting collapsed, Zi Qing’s voice echoed within the hall:

“With your destiny butterfly, I will become your destiny cage!”

“Imprison!”