Outside of Time

As soon as this sound came out, the heaven and earth in this mountain range became dark.

Compared with the surrounding sky, this place seemed to have instantly turned into a forbidden land. It was not kind to the living, causing all living beings to crawl. All vegetation was withering, and all birds and beasts were alienated.

And this dark border is still spreading, invading in all directions.

Wherever he goes, the appearance of the world changes, as if a veil of illusion has been lifted, revealing the true inner essence.

The undulating tombs and the skeletons that have been rotting for countless years form the world in Xu Qing's eyes.

At this moment, he was standing inside a huge skull, exuding a terrifying aura. His purple hair was fluttering behind him, bloodshot threads were flying around, and the body of the person he was holding in the air with his raised right hand was distorted.

Waves of murmurs from nothingness echoed in the heaven and earth. For a moment, the sky roared and the earth trembled.

The seriously injured and comatose person was so stimulated by this scene that he reluctantly opened his eyes. The moment he saw Xu Qing, his eyes were first blank, then horrified, and finally extremely frightened.

He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth. There were only indescribable screams, which swirled in the sky with the foreign invasion and the sight of gods.

Compared with the miserable scene of his companions a few days ago, his scene here is obviously more beautiful.

Because this scream was not one, but countless...

Because at this moment, his body had countless overlapping shadows, as if it had become a book.

Every page is a silhouette of him, representing his past and the infinite possibilities of his future.

Each one looks different, but they all scream in the same way.

This tragic sound that combines the past, present and future is naturally more moving than its companions.

Xu Qing, who is in a spiritual state, has calm eyes. The divinity is rising in him at this moment, but the human nature has not dissipated due to the soul thread, and is in a relatively stable state.

This state makes it easier for him to make numerous choices based on his divinity and human will.

For example, at the moment, countless bloodshot threads spread from Xu Qing's body, drifting forward in an instant, landing on the screaming person, gently turning over the other person's past like tentacles.

The scenes were clearly reflected in Xu Qing's eyes, and he also saw his dead companions.

This is not soul searching, but it is more direct than soul searching because it is the ability of the gods.

Through this person's past, Xu Qing saw the other person's complete life. The other person, like his companions, was born with a missing soul.

It seems that the mysterious organization is very keen on recruiting this type of people.

But this person's talent is obviously higher than that of his companions, and he is outstanding in both cultivation and magic.

Xu Qing glanced over and continued to check until he saw the picture he wanted to know.

The location of that house, and the hand of the man in black robe fiddling with the oil lamp.

Staring at this painting, Xu Qing's face was expressionless. With a tug on the blood-colored thread in front of him, the shadow of the past was pulled out of the man's body and floated alone in front of Xu Qing.

His eyes glanced at the man in black robes in the picture, and instead of moving rashly, he put him aside.

Then he turned to look at the screaming cultivator, opened his mouth, and let out a breath.

This breath was like a purple mist. After swirling and covering the other person's body, threads appeared from above the person's head, spreading in all directions.

That was the person who existed in all his memories.

There is a silk thread in the middle, which is his natal thread.

The direction of its spread... is to the north of here, not very far away.

"It's indeed a clone."

Xu Qing spoke hoarsely, and with a slight movement, the lifeline suddenly shook violently, and the body that was connected to it was directly affected.

The shadow also adjusted its position based on this clue, gathered its spreading body, and turned it into a straight line. In this way, its speed and length were increased, and it passed instantly.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from where Xu Qing was, a middle-aged monk wearing gray robes was galloping forward. This man had an ordinary appearance and nothing special. If he was placed in a crowd, he would be easily ignored. Lose.

Its eyes are even smaller, which also covers up the faint light that sometimes appears in its eyes.

At this moment, while he was galloping, he was analyzing his arrangement in his heart. Although to a certain extent, his arrangement was almost perfect, he knew very well that he could not underestimate anyone, so there was still a possibility of flaws being discovered.

"But, that's what happens later."

The gray-robed man murmured in his heart that he was going to other counties in this area at a fast pace, preparing to leave through the alien teleportation array in order to better hide himself and wait for the organization's decree.

But at this moment, his mind suddenly trembled. The world in front of him was a little hazy, as if the heaven and earth were spinning, and his soul was filled with fear and trembling.

Then, a voice echoed directly in his soul.

"It's indeed a clone."

These words caused the gray-robed man's expression to change drastically. Just as he was about to make a move, a restraint from his soul enveloped his whole body, making his body stiffen and he fell directly from mid-air to the ground.

The horror in his heart has now reached its extreme, and he intends to fight back, but there are no enemies around him.

But unfortunately, the voice in my mind was extremely clear, and the restraint from that voice was breaking out.

"what's the situation!"

The gray-robed man was breathing rapidly and struggled with all his strength as he fell to the ground. After his body landed on the ground with a bang, he spat out a mouthful of blood and regained some movement.

His body jumped suddenly, and he was about to escape, but the next moment, his body stiffened.

The shadow under his feet had a bloody eye, revealing evil.

"Got you……"

In the cave, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze from the life thread of the person in front of him and ignored it. Now that he had caught the real person, he planned to try some things.

Even if he fails, it will not affect his capture. If he can get some clues from it, it will make this matter clearer.

So, Xu Qing looked at the painting from the past that was put aside.

What he focused on was the man in black robe playing with the oil lamp inside.

Staring at this person, the purple moon behind Xu Qing shone brightly.

The next moment, all the bloody threads outside his body went straight towards the man in black robes in the picture, instantly penetrated and merged into him.

Use the past to confirm the future.

The power of the gods seems to be omnipotent at this moment. As long as it exists in the memory, it can be affected by this indirect method.

In an instant, the man in black robe started to tremble, and the originally illusory state now showed signs of becoming real. In the process, Xu Qing also saw part of the life of this man in black robe through his own influence.

Until he saw the other person at an altar, worshiping towards the sky... But what he looked at, Xu Qing couldn't see.

So he increased the source of his power to check deeper, but at this moment, in the body of the black-robed man, a hidden thought seemed to notice that the host was affecting him, so he woke up from his deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, a cold snort came out of the scene where the black-robed man was located very suddenly, directly blasting into Xu Qing's mind, turning into a strange force that exploded in Xu Qing's body.

This alien power came out of thin air, forming an illusory picture.

In the picture, there is blood and rain flowing, endless wailing, heterogeneous rising, and the sky and earth are dark.

Suppress this.

If it were any other monk, this moment would definitely be affected, but Xu Qing is now in a divine state. As the divine source spreads, the shadow of the purple moon is directly formed in his mind and suppressed.

Amid the roar, Xu Qing's spiritual body swayed slightly and took three steps back.

The strangeness and images transformed by Leng Heng in his mind also dissipated at this moment, but the power of the other party was extraordinary. Although he could not do anything to Xu Qing, it affected this place.

In an instant, the past painting that was the source collapsed and shattered. As for the screaming clone, his whole body was shaken and turned into blood. The mountain tomb also collapsed.

Among the rocks and bones, Xu Qing stood there, slowly raising his head and looking at the night sky, with a cold and stern look in his eyes.

"I'm very familiar with those strange things that appear with cold snorts..."

"I am also very familiar with that heterogeneous scene..."

"This man in black robe worshiped the sky on the altar. What he saw... now I finally know what it is."

"The heterogeneity comes from the residual face. The picture is also the scene in the world when the residual face opens its eyes. The man in black robe is worshiping that son-of-a-bitch residual face in the sky!"

Xu Qing's heart felt cold.

When he was in Nanhuang Continent, he knew that there was an organization. They worshiped Canmian, worshiped Canmian, and even called themselves followers.

After arriving in the Imperial Capital of the Human Race, he heard about this organization again and understood that in addition to believing in Zanmian's teachings, he was also constantly searching for the so-called Son of God.

Once found, they would cannibalize the Son of God, in this way bringing them closer to the God they believed in.

At the same time, through Princess Anhai's introduction, he also knew that this organization was not only one of the top ten superpowers of the human race, but also the same among other ethnic groups.

It is spread all over Wangu Continent, and it seems that every ethnic group has followers.

"Word of truth!"

Xu Qing murmured, his body slowly transformed, the third level of spiritual state gradually dissipated, the surrounding darkness and the changes to the world also quickly blurred, until finally, when Xu Qing's true body appeared, everything returned to normal.

Only the rocks beneath his feet proved that the previous scene had indeed occurred.

Then there was the purple color in his hair. It seemed that the display of this third level of divine state had finally had some impact on him.

It was at this time that a whistling sound came from the distance, and the figure of the man in gray robe came galloping towards Xu Qing. His expression was fanatical and pious, but his eyes were full of unprecedented fear, and he was facing towards Xu Qing. Xu Qing knelt down and spoke loudly.

"Greetings to the master, there is something I have wanted to tell you for a long time. Today, with the help of this body, I want to express my sincerity. Master, you are an admirable master, a wise man. Master, your wisdom and talent make me feel more trusted and relied upon. Under your leadership, I continue to grow and progress, and I feel at ease, comfortable and relieved.”

Xiaoying spoke loudly, with a sincere expression, but the eyes that didn't belong to him became more and more horrified.

In the dark night, Xu Qing stood in front, her long lavender hair fluttering in the wind.

The gray-robed figure behind him kowtowed fervently.

"Let's go back to the imperial capital."

Xu Qing spoke calmly, stepped forward, and walked away into the night.