Chapter 1135
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Chapter 1135 His Future Self
The Lin Qiye crucified on the cross heard this voice and his spirit shook!
This voice was all too familiar to him… it was clearly his own voice, but compared to his current self, it seemed deeper and hoarser.
His future self had actually detected Uriel’s prying and actively broke through the time barrier?!
Lin Qiye struggled to lift his head, but under the suppression of the mysterious force, he still couldn’t see the full picture above his head, only glimpsing a corner with his peripheral vision.
On the other end of the river of time, there seemed to be a simple courtyard. Lin Qiye could see a maple tree in the corner, a pond with koi fish, and a half-finished game of Go on a stone table…
And then, there was a figure standing under the maple tree with hands behind his back.
Due to the angle, Lin Qiye couldn’t see the person clearly, but judging from the voice, it was indeed himself.
“Hell?” The figure narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, “I see…”
Above the valley, Uriel spread his broken wings, and the crimson eye in the shattered socket began to writhe frantically.
Seemingly aware that something was wrong, that eyeball quickly manipulated Uriel’s corpse, trying to withdraw the domain covering the entire valley. The river of time flowing above Lin Qiye and An Qingyu also began to gradually fade…
Just then, a cold snort came from the other side of the river of time:
“Now that this divine ruins has opened, whether it can be withdrawn is no longer up to you…”
Under the maple tree, the figure with hands behind his back lightly tapped the ground, and an invisible ripple spread out, passing through the river of time, directly expanding rapidly from above Lin Qiye’s head, forcibly supporting the fading Seraph domain. Even the fading river of time solidified again!
The laughter coming from those dense evil mouths on Uriel’s face abruptly stopped. The red insects writhed frantically, revealing fear.
Uriel had lost control of this divine ruins.
Lin Qiye, bound to the black cross, witnessed Uriel’s divine ruins being countered. Suddenly, he keenly sensed a gaze falling on him from above.
Is it him?
Is he looking at me from the future?
Above Lin Qiye, apart from the river of time, there was nothing else. The only one who could look at him was his future self…
The way his future self had just countered the divine ruins left him extremely shocked. Although he didn’t know what realm his future self had reached, since he could easily cross time and control Uriel’s corpse, he should be at least at the divine realm.
However, he himself didn’t seem to have this ability to counter others’ divine ruins…
Could it be a new ability extracted from other patients later?
If he could lift his head, Lin Qiye would definitely look back to see what he looked like in the future.
Just as Lin Qiye was hesitating whether to speak and communicate with his future self across space, the figure standing under the maple tree narrowed his eyes, bursting with murderous intent!
He pulled out a snow-white long blade from nowhere and slashed it through the air toward the other side of the river of time!
Lin Qiye recognized that blade, [White Slash], all too familiar to him.
But what he never expected was that the target of this slash from that figure… was actually himself!
A snow-white blade light broke through space, crossed the time barrier, and slashed straight toward his forehead. The chilling light appeared before Lin Qiye’s eyes, almost stopping his heart!
He wants to kill me?!
My future self wants to kill me?!
Lin Qiye’s pupils suddenly contracted. At this moment, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to sink his consciousness into the hospital to carry Sun Wukong’s soul.
Not just him, even An Qingyu, locked on another cross, had his expression drastically change when he saw this.
Just as the blade light was about to pierce Lin Qiye’s forehead and shatter his head, a roaring boom echoed in the sky. A black scalpel pierced through space and shattered that blade light in mid-air!
After colliding with the blade light, the black scalpel flew back into the river of time above Lin Qiye’s head and disappeared.
“Hmm?”
The figure under the maple tree frowned and turned to look in another direction.
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the void before him, his back completely soaked with cold sweat. After a moment, he came to his senses and looked in the direction from which the scalpel had come.
Finally, his gaze fell on the river of time above another cross.
That was above An Qingyu’s head.
Misty fog surged from the other end of the river of time, and a figure wearing a black robe with a hood stood silently in the mist, like a specter.
He slightly raised his head, and from under the black hood, a face both familiar and strange to Lin Qiye appeared.
An Qingyu!!
He would never forget An Qingyu’s face, but his demeanor was completely different from the An Qingyu that Lin Qiye knew.
That pale face no longer showed any shyness. He wasn’t wearing glasses, and a pair of eyes rolling with gray intent were coldly overlooking everything below. There was a knife scar on his temple, and his entire aura was indescribably cold and stern.
At his feet, fragments of the time barrier also floated.
That was An Qingyu from the future.
Lin Qiye’s mind was in turmoil.
Like Lin Qiye’s future self, the future An Qingyu had also sensed Uriel’s prying and broken through the time barrier to intervene in the real world?
How did he do that?
The future An Qingyu glanced at Lin Qiye nailed to the cross, and finally his gaze fell on the figure in the river of time above his head.
“Lin Qiye, are you trying to commit suicide?” The black-robed An Qingyu frowned and said in a deep voice.
“…So it’s you.”
Under the maple tree, the figure with hands behind his back paused upon seeing the future An Qingyu. “What I do, what does it have to do with you?”
Hearing this conversation, both Lin Qiye and An Qingyu nailed to the crosses were stunned.
Ashes danced wildly in the whimpering wind, and the air suddenly fell into dead silence.
“I didn’t expect that when we meet again, it would be in this form,” An Qingyu glanced at Uriel flying in the air. “It seems I should properly thank Nicholas.”
For some unknown reason, the moment An Qingyu’s gaze fell on it, the red eyeball writhing in Uriel’s pupil suddenly froze. A strange fear made these small insects restless.
“You didn’t expect it either?” The figure under the maple tree spoke coldly. “In this world… things that can exceed your expectations should no longer exist, right? Is this another trap you’ve set? What is your purpose?”
