Paradise of Demonic Gods-Chapter 1159: Timeline Migration

‘What’s going on?’

After making multiple attempts to activate the Eye of Denouement but still not succeeding, Fang Xingjian thought of Zuo Qingcang’s one day limit and finally understood that this was not a simple task.

‘Based on the Eye of Denouement’s introduction, the quantum organ is activated by one’s will, domineeringly penetrating through the past and the future to transmit information.’

Fang Xingjian thought, ‘It’s impossible that a martial will of 1.2 million points isn’t enough. So is the problem the nature of my martial will?’

Although there was the word ‘will’ in ‘martial will’, it was essentially a wave in the human brain that could interfere with the material world after it kept on getting stronger.

‘Using the will to penetrate the past and the future…’

Fang Xingjian frowned and started to contemplate the profoundness.

At that moment, the scene before his eyes flashed slightly, and he arrived on a lively street from the grass plains. He looked disheveled and his body was very thin like he was malnourished.

A hint of perplexity flashed past in his eyes, and Fang Xingjian felt as if he had woken up from a distant dream. It seemed like something very important was seething in his mind.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he was still unable to recall anything. A short moment later, Fang Xingjian was stunned for a short moment. “Damn, I’m going to be late.”

At the next instant, he started to run quickly toward the harbor. Right now, Fang Xingjian was a porter that worked at Kirst Harbor. He needed to work for over 12 hours daily to be able to barely make ends meet.

Although he would head to the Knight Academy every night to cultivate, his progress was very slow as his body’s attributes were too weak, his aptitude was mediocre, and he had insufficient time and money.

In Fang Xingjian’s mind, Parosas opened his eyes wide as he watched the scene that was happening.

‘Such a sudden change… Has the timeline undergone a complete migration?

‘By right, since Fang Xingjian has a portion of high-dimensional sensory abilities, he should be able to recall the memories prior to the timeline changes. He should even be able to preserve his powers…’

Parosas frowned and understood, ‘Unless the range of the timeline change has covered all the parallel universes that his martial art projections and true body are at…

‘Is this a result from the battle between demonic gods…? The past has been changed… without the ability to traverse time and or detect anything.’ Parosas felt a shiver run down his spine once again. ‘This is really… terrifying.’

A migration of the parallel universes’ timelines at such a large-scale could only be caused by the fights between Zuo Qingcang and the demonic gods in the past and the future.

It was because they moved along the timelines as they fought, like how it was in the fight between Li Anping and Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe where the past and the future kept on changing. Right now, it was due to how the fight between Zuo Qingcang and the 12 demonic gods was progressing.

The universe’s history kept on changing as they fought, and the range that their battle implicated surpassed a single timeline or a single parallel universe. When this influence extended out to all the parallel universes that Fang Xingjian was in, his destiny was changed unknowingly.

Given Fang Xingjian’s capabilities especially after gaining possession of a martial will of 1.2 million points, he could already tear apart planets and destroy stars. It would not be impossible for him to capture the sun and the moon or to engulf the Milky Way.

Yet such an expert, who could be said to be top-notch in the multivariate universe, did not even have the chance to react due to the fight between demonic gods. He was not even able to detect anything or put up any resistance and was rendered to this current state.

Parosas’s heart suddenly turned ice-cold. To speak the truth, if all the universes that all his clones and main body were located were implicated by the demonic gods’ battle, he would probably have disappeared from Fang Xingjian’s consciousness as well. It would be impossible for him to have come here through the hidden door, and he would not even have the chance to put up a fight before the demonic gods.

‘The battle between the demonic gods is implicating the lives of millions and millions of people, as well countless universes’ civilizations, without them knowing what was happening. Furthermore, their destinies were now completely changed.

‘Countless lives died, and countless civilizations were destroyed. However, countless lives were also born, and countless races headed toward an era of glory…

‘Thankfully my body exists in many universes, unlike how it is for Fang Xingjian. Although Fang Xingjian exists on multiple timelines, they are in fact different parallel universes of the same universe. They exist on the same branching timelines.’

Just as Fang Xingjian was running in the direction of the harbor… Just as he took another step forward, the space-time changed once again. His entire person was now lying down on a huge and soft bed, covered by a velvet blanket. Complicated yet exquisite prints appeared in all corners of the room.

Several tens of maids diligently stoop outside the room, awaiting their master’s summoning at any time.

Fang Xingjian opened his eyes and gradually sat up. Martial will was seething in his body, and it felt as if he would be able to control the entire land just by clenching his hand slightly.

Sitting up and rubbing his head, Fang Xingjian furrowed his brows slowly.

At this time, a pair of jade-like hands wrapped around Fang Xingjian from behind him while a pair of massive softness pressed firmly onto his back.

The Crown Princess said in a gentle voice, “Why have you woken up so early?”

Fang Xingjian put out his hand, pat the Crown Princess’ shoulder, and said, “It’s nothing. It’s just… I think I had a dream.”

The Crown Princess smiled. “Haha, given your martial art realm, you still have dreams?”

Fang Xingjian shook his head. Ever since he dominated the east and west worlds and killed all the tier nine Divine level experts, he no longer had any match in this world.

However, for some reason, each time he entered a dream-like state in the middle of the night, there would be some voices ringing out in his mind. Yet when he woke up each time, those voices would disappear.

The Crown Princess’ small and fair hands moved down Fang Xingjian’s body slowly, and she nibbled on his earlobes with her teeth. “Since you’ve woken up… why don’t we have some morning exericse?”

In Fang Xingjian’s mind, Parosas had sunk into a state of hesitation. He was contemplating about this situation and wondering if he should interfere. If he were to interfere, would he be implicated into the demonic gods’ battle?

Nonetheless, not long later, the timeline migrated once again.

This time around, Fang Xingjian was running along a cement road. The surrounding roads were filled with cars. The entire place within his sight consisted of towering buildings that formed a concrete jungle.

As a student that was sent abroad from Demonic City to Miracle World, Fang Xingjian was rushing to the university to take part in the opening ceremony.

However, at the instant he made a turn around the corner, a figure bumped into him fiercely.

With a bang, Fang Xingjian fell to the ground. Simultaneously, he felt the other party falling onto him. The soft feeling in his hands made him clenched uncontrollably.

“Ahhh!”

A sharp cry rang out, and Fang Xingjian saw the young lady sitting on him.

Lilia looked at Fang Xingjian with a flushed face. She stood up quickly and covered her chest. With wide-open eyes, she looked like she was going to break into tears.

Fang Xingjian rubbed his head awkwardly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t do that on purpose.”

Parosas looked at the modernized city, and his frown deepened more and more. ‘Even Miracle World’s background has changed completely. This means that the battle between the demonic gods has becoming increasingly ancient. If this continues…’