Chapter 1622: Chapter 1548: The God of Time’s Madness! Xiao Chunzi Makes a Move!

Georgia was slightly taken aback upon hearing the God of Time’s words.

She had long known that the God of Time had gone mad, crossing too many timelines in his quest to uncover the secrets of the Divine King. Each timeline is tied to the fate of countless beings in the Three Realms, including the God of Time himself.

He had witnessed countless possibilities of fate, with endless torrents of destiny crashing against his sanity. It’s become difficult for him to discern which timeline is the true one, hard to differentiate between the past and the future.

Yet his recent words were orderly and clear, not like those of a deranged man.

Suppressing her surprise, Georgia said, "In the Land of Origin, it seems Emperor Huang Quan and Death God both found a way to become the Divine King. I’ve also uncovered some key information..."

"Speak quickly!" the God of Time suddenly roared, his eyes misty, the hands on his eyes subtly showing signs of movement. His voice trembled, tinged with frenzy, "I roam through endless pasts and futures, traversing millions of timelines, having found many clues about the Divine King... The information you’ve found in the Land of Origin can answer my final doubts..."

Seeing the God of Time’s emotions intensify, Georgia hurriedly said, "The secrets of the Divine King seem related to breaking and recreating..."

"Breaking and recreating..." the God of Time murmured, the hand on his eyes suddenly accelerating, spinning rapidly, "I seem to understand... More and more events are providing clues... The God of Space ending his seclusion... The birth of a new Underworld King... The death of the Death God... The King of Hell refining the Second World... These events are all linked to drastic changes in the Three Realms, but a final catalyst is missing! As soon as one more event affecting the Three Realms occurs, I can truly determine the future... I will know which timeline is the true future... I will know who will become the Divine King..."

As his voice fell, the river of time suddenly surged and roared, endless timelines, countless historical fragments, countless fleeting glimpses of the future became entangled, transforming into chaos of time, intertwining past and future, with timelines tangled together, countless fates gradually merging into one.

Georgia widened her eyes, staring blankly at it all. Even though she had become a Main God, witnessing the chaotic scene of time left her in supreme awe, a power she couldn’t resist, embodying supreme truth and laws.

All she could do was maintain clarity, avoiding immersion into any fragment of time.

"A final event is still missing..." Within the chaotic river of time, the voice of the God of Time continuously echoed.

...

Days passed, and Dao Feng and a group of super-first-class masters were trying to communicate with their related powers, but the barriers were immense, and they encountered difficulties.

On this day, Dao Feng and a group of reincarnators logged in and gathered at the Elite Dragon Race’s Racial Holy Land, but did nothing else, waiting patiently.

Each face showed gloom, anxiety clouding their minds as they looked up at the dust-laden sky.

Many regions in the Second World have already been refined into ashes, numerous ashes shrouding the land as if the whole world were swept by a dust storm.

Over half of the creatures are already extinct, with most of the remaining weakly struggling to survive. Apart from a few areas specially protected by the Hero Empire, the majority of the Second World has become barren land.

The pressure from refining grows ever stronger, and most players can’t bear it, not daring to log in.

Through the gray dust, they saw that the sky was still cut into countless fragments by golden leylines, and the gap torn open during the Divine Enthronement by the Dean was still draped in the King of Hell’s robe, bursting occasionally with multicolored light, indicating that the Guardians of the Hero Empire were continuously attacking day and night.

Moreover, any player whose power reached a certain level, regardless of nationality or previous grievances, had instinctively gathered in that area over recent days, pouring their strength, exerting continuous pressure on that gap.

Including Qin Shiyu, Yun Sihai, Black Warrior, Sakura, Lin Yiqin, Dragon Dominates the World, Dong Huan, Nameless, Mirror Broken, Yang Yuheng and other well-known masters. Their strength was only second to Dao Feng and the reincarnators, but in number much greater, forming a considerable force. It’s their intervention that allowed Dao Feng and the reincarnators to focus solely on communicating with their backing forces; otherwise, relying only on the Hero Empire’s Guardians wouldn’t have been enough to stop the Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha from resealing the Lunar Prison’s gap.

The reason for maintaining that gap is to wait for the return of the God of Slaughter!

Though the God of Slaughter hasn’t resurrected yet, they still hold onto a glimmer of hope, thinking that if they continue to hold that gap, perhaps they can await his return.

"Less than 54 hours remain before the outbreak of the Death Plague," the Pope said in a deep voice.

"If that gap can’t be maintained, our outcome would be even worse. After death, we wouldn’t be able to reach the Underworld; our souls will be trapped indefinitely in the Second World, with no chance of resurrection, ultimately being refined along with the Second World." Ganges also said worriedly, a priest normally saving others, yet now unable to protect himself.

Just then, a petite girl appeared in the air before them, clear eyes and shining teeth, a cute and charming little face.

"Xiao Chunzi, you’ve finally come! Come let Uncle hug you!" For the first time, Thunder God showed a rare smile on his gloomy face, opening his arms and striding forward.

"I don’t want it! Only my brother can hug me!" Xiao Chunzi wrinkled her nose, agilely flicked away, avoiding Thunder God’s embrace.

"Xiao Chunzi is online, let’s get to work! Everyone can try different methods, communicate with the deities of Heaven Realm with all you’ve got, we don’t have much time left!" Dao Feng’s expression turned solemn as he looked at everyone, then turned to Xiao Chunzi, saying, "Let’s begin!"

Xiao Chunzi nodded, immediately knelt on one leg, placed her right palm on the ground, and chanted, "Holy Land, heed my command, detach from the earth and become one with the skies!"

The next moment, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had struck!

The vast Holy Land of the Elite Dragon Race suddenly detached from the Central Continent, floated into the sky, countless clumps of earth falling from above as it rose.

Viewed from space, the Central Continent suddenly had a missing piece, turning into a bottomless black hole on the plate.

This Holy Land was a system reward Xiao Chunzi received upon her ascension to the Heavenly Domain Level, her exclusive fief, independent of The Second World, where the nature’s spiritual energy was several times more abundant than outside.

With her level rise, she gained some Nefalem abilities related to this land, including an Immortal Body—within the boundaries of this land, she was immortal, no one could kill her.

She could also control this land to fly freely, even hovering high in the sky, becoming a city of air, enhancing the power of the creatures within, free from The Second World’s rules.

Over the past few days, Xiao Chunzi had used this ability multiple times, raising the Holy Land to enhance Dao Feng and others’ strength, making it easier for them to sense Heaven Realm.

"Xiao Chunzi, if you use this fragment of the Sky-Mending Stone, it might enhance the strength of your land, giving Dao Feng and the others more hope of communicating with Heaven Realm!" At this moment, the voice of the Ice Queen echoed from the sky.

Soon after, an ice-blue fragment descended from the sky, landing in front of Xiao Chunzi.

Xiao Chunzi immediately reached out her small hand, grasped the fragment, and pressed it against the ground.

The fragment instantly melted away, transforming into a current of ice-blue energy, seeping into the earth.

Sure enough, after merging the fragment of the Sky-Mending Stone, this Holy Land became more condensed, the intensity of the quakes reduced significantly, with no more soil shaken loose.

In no time, this Holy Land ascended to the clouds, suspended between heaven and earth, like a solitary island in the sky.

An ice-blue barrier rose at the Holy Land’s edge, completely enveloping it, isolating it from The Second World.

Dao Feng and others immediately felt a weight lifted from their entire bodies, as if a heavy stone had been removed from their chests, breathing much smoother.

The Refining Power pressing on The Second World was isolated by this ice-blue barrier, no longer disturbed by outside interference.

They quickly used various methods to communicate with the forces behind them.

The Pharaoh opened the Bible of Faith, chanting its scriptures, golden words flying out one by one, swirling around him;

The Thunder God set the Pillar of Sea God before him, drawing out a crystal-clear wave, flowing into his body, ultimately forming a translucent water figure;

Dragon Spike and Little Rascal transformed simultaneously, switching to Dragon Clan form, then entwined together, emitting two melodious dragon cries;

Dao Feng raised the Blade of the Sword Emperor high, pointing straight at the heavens, the blade gleaming with golden light, issuing countless crisp sounds, as if thousands of troops were battling;

And above them in the higher skies, the guardians of the Hero Empire and tens of thousands of elite players from all over the world were tirelessly attacking that Lunar Prison fissure.

The overwhelming torrent of attacks relentlessly assaulted the Black Robe of the King of Hell, forcing the King of Hell to continuously expend his own strength to suppress the fissure fully.

In The Second World’s outer space, the Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha and avatars of the Five Great Demon Kings were racing against time to refine The Second World, demonic qi billowing, moonlight shining, with deadly intent everywhere.

Everyone was racing against seconds, straining every nerve!

At this moment, Dao Feng’s body suddenly trembled, excitedly muttering to himself, "Senior Sword Emperor, I am your successor, Dao Feng..."