1788 Little Qing, Let’s Go Ho
"The Law of an Immortal Lord…"
"The Tenth Extremity…"
"My Ordinance of Dinsion is also, in essence, a single point."
Amidst the spaceti turbulence, surrounded by countless fragnts paying homage, Xu Qing murmured softly with newfound understanding.
"Within this point, Dinsion represents the pinnacle of spaceti."
"The other Lord Gods—their different divine authorities are, in a sense, all at this level, rely taking different paths…"
Xu Qing pondered.
At this mont, his long hair cascaded behind him like a river that could engulf the entire turbulent sea. The simple white robe he wore seed to contain all the secrets of spaceti.
Most striking were his pupils—each flicker of light within them resembled a revolution of ti and space.
And the words he spoke existed beyond the flow of ti.
He now possessed the omniscience of gods.
For instance, as he contemplated, a fragnt erged from the void.
This object was none other than a piece of the shattered bronze coffin of the old Venerable God—the very fragnt that had pierced his body when he was swept into the spaceti turbulence.
Later, as his form stabilized, he had retrieved it.
Originally, his focus had been on his own enlightennt, so he hadn't examined it closely. But now, through the lens of his Ordinance Law, Xu Qing discerned a deeper aning within this bronze fragnt.
"This must be the opportunity Teacher spoke of."
Xu Qing mumbled.
Stripped of its illusory surface, the fragnt revealed itself to him like a kaleidoscope.
Viewed from one end, countless images could be seen at the other.
But when observed in reverse, only a single image remained.
Clearly, this was a hint ant for him.
But Xu Qing no longer needed it.
"It's ti to leave."
He raised his head. With his Ordinance Law of Dinsion, he could clearly perceive that he had spent over five thousand years within this spaceti turbulence.
Yet in the outside world, very little ti had passed.
"Seven years…"
Xu Qing stood up, preparing to depart. But before leaving, he needed to find his Eldest Senior Brother.
In the past, before attaining the Tenth Extremity, locating his Eldest Senior Brother would have been nearly impossible. But now…
With just a glance, he saw.
Yet the scene before him sent ripples through his heart, like a wind stirring the sea of his emotions.
And so, Xu Qing took a step forward.
In the next instant, he entered a fragnt world within this turbulent spaceti.
As he stepped inside, an atmosphere of quiet sorrow enveloped him.
The surroundings were shrouded in gray haze. The sky seed veiled by a pall of gloom, with only a few feeble rays of historical sunlight struggling through, casting a dim, oppressive light over the entire world.
Observing this small world, Xu Qing sighed softly and walked forward.
Beneath his feet was soft sand, leaving shallow footprints with each step. When the wind blew, the fine grains shifted with a whispering sound, as if murmuring untold stories.
In the distance stood a few withered trees, their twisted branches reaching desperately toward the sky like hands clawing in despair.
By the season, this should have been a ti of lush growth, yet the branches bore only a handful of yellowed leaves trembling in the wind, rustling faintly like muffled sobs.
Every detail spoke of sorrow, as though so presence had poured its grief into this place, distorting the very workings of the world.
Xu Qing walked silently onward, past the haze, past the withered trees, until he ca upon ruins.
Here, there had once been a small town.
Now, the houses that once stood were reduced to broken stone walls, overgrown with dark green vines.
So of the vines still bore withered flowers, as if showcasing the stark contrast between past vitality and present desolation.
Occasionally, black birds flew across the sky, their harsh cries piercing the silence and deepening the lancholy.
Xu Qing stood before the ruins, gazing in a certain direction within them. After a mont of silence, he stepped forward.
Finally, in a corner, he saw a figure.
It was Erniu.
Curled into himself, arms wrapped tightly around his knees, his head buried in the crook of his arms, his body trembled violently.
He cried like a child who had lost everything, his choked sobs echoing through the quiet world, as though pouring out all his sorrow at once.
This was a side of his Eldest Senior Brother that Xu Qing had never seen before.
He had witnessed his Eldest Senior Brother's madness, his laughter, his pride, his indifference—but never… had he seen him weep like this.
"Eldest Senior Brother…"
Xu Qing approached, crouching down as he called out softly.
Erniu slowly lifted his head at the sound.
Tear tracks streaked his face, his eyes red and swollen. The usual arrogance in his gaze was now drowned in boundless grief.
His lips shivered slightly, as though summoning great effort to speak.
"Little Qing… I've rembered the mories of my past two lives…"
…
What those mories were, Erniu never said.
In Xu Qing's company, he wept for another day before whispering one sentence.
"Little Qing… I miss Wanggu. I miss Master…"
"Let's go ho."
Xu Qing's voice was gentle.
These words made Erniu smile, though the sorrow in the depths of his eyes seed, under Xu Qing's gaze, to have beco eternal.
Finally, his body transford into a streak of light, reverting to a blue worm that burrowed into Xu Qing's hair.
"Little Qing… let's go…"
…
One day later, outside the spatial rift in the Fourth Star Ring—the sa rift that had been gazed upon by the Eye of Desolate—Grandmaster Bai, who had been ditating there for seven years, opened his eyes.
Within his gaze, a figure gradually erged from the rift.
As the figure appeared, ti in the Fourth Star Ring seed to solidify into tangible threads, shimring with intense undulations.
Space, too, was affected.
The entire star ring beca like an ocean, and Xu Qing the wind that stirred its waves.
All were welcoming the immortal!
"You've returned."
Grandmaster Bai smiled softly as he spoke.
Xu Qing looked at Grandmaster Bai and bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Teacher!"
"Before returning ho, walk with for a while." Grandmaster Bai rose, his eyes kind as he gazed at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing nodded, stepping to Grandmaster Bai's side before falling slightly behind, accompanying his ntor as they walked through the starry sky.
Their voices echoed through ti.
"Among the thirty-six upper star rings, most Lord Gods exist at a level that is, in truth, just a single point."
"This point is a microcosm of their star ring."
"They extend Their divine authorities within this point, but it endures just that—an extension. They cannot beco the point itself."
"Only those at the level of Venerable God can beco this point!"
"This is your next step…"
"And what lies beyond Venerable God?" Xu Qing asked.
"That is the domain of Divine Gods. I call it… the Outside."
Grandmaster Bai's voice was soft.
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