Outside of Time - Chapter 1075 P 1

[Beyond Time Chapter 1053: Carve Your Destiny (1/3)]

The black sea of fire was raging on the land of 100,000 miles. The heat of the flames twisted the heaven and earth and formed a seal.

Moreover, on this 100,000-mile plain, the seven great worlds from the Western Demon overlapped one after another, forming a seven-layer prison.

Under the blessing, it was the strongest of the strange power that the Western Demon could now display… the Seven Hells Demon Realm.

There was the sky in the realm, which was extremely dark.

There was the earth in the realm, which was endlessly red.

The fire of the demon burned madly, as if it wanted to burn the prisoners imprisoned in the realm to death. The

Western Demon, who was sitting cross-legged outside the Demon Realm, had the same movements as the demon behind him, but his figure was much more illusory.

As for the Western Demon himself, his expression was depressed and his breath was weak. This was the price of his assimilation of the Demon Transformation and the price of the outbreak of the Seven Hells Demon Realm.

But at this moment, he didn’t care about these. The only thing he cared about was to refine Xu Qing.

It was really the difficulty of Xu Qing here that made him always feel like he was gathering all his strength but hitting cotton.

It was obvious that he only needed to be hit several times by himself to seriously injure him, but the opponent’s body shape changed strangely, and he was so agile that he could appear silently at any position around him.

If it was just like this, it would be fine. He was not without means of protection, but the opponent’s magical power of melting was also disgusting. Every time he touched, his breath, traces, protection and even life would be melted. It would

not matter at other times, but since his own demon transformation could not last too long, this way of fighting made him feel very depressed. His

killing intent also became stronger and stronger.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to use his trump card at all costs, just to erase the opponent’s advantage and change the battlefield into a state suitable for himself.

For example, it was like this now.

His demonic energy roared and continued to bless, and the long spear he had just thrown into the air also fell at this moment and stabbed into the demon world. The

refining demon fire in the demon world suddenly surged.

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, Xu Qing’s eyes showed a dim light. He ignored the red candles behind him that were madly devouring the surrounding demonic fire, and he didn’t care about the increasingly strong aura of resurgence inside.

At this moment, all his mind was focused on the carving knife in front of him that was transformed by the power of destiny.

Although this was the first time he truly demonstrated the power of his own power of destiny. However,

after several studies and the guidance of the empress, Xu Qing had a preliminary understanding of his own power of destiny.

So, he took a deep breath and raised his right hand to grab it.

Suddenly, the carving knife in front of him shook and rushed straight to Xu Qing. The moment it fell into his hand, it flashed with vast and amazing waves, affecting all directions and distorting this world.

The Western Demons outside couldn’t see clearly, and they became alert in their hearts. They gritted their teeth and burned their blood, increasing the speed of refining.

As for Xu Qing, his face was condensed at this moment.

His heart stopped beating.

His world became black and white.

The black is time, and the white is space.

And between the black and white, there are countless gray lines.

This is the fate of all living beings.

Xu Qing’s emotions also stopped as his heartbeat, becoming extremely calm, without the slightest ripple, as if humanity had completely dissipated from him at this moment.

What was left was only divinity.

And this divinity had no mercy, no life or death, only control over fate.

“West Demon.”

Xu Qing called this name with the power of divine authority.

The moment the voice came out, West Demon in the outside world trembled all over, and an inexplicable feeling of palpitations made his breathing quicken.

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, as Xu Qing called, the countless gray lines he saw in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only one, floating in front of him.

Constantly twisting and enlarging, what finally appeared in Xu Qing’s eyes was West Demon’s past, present and future.

The past has become a mark. The present

is still growing.

The future is a constant.

Countless pictures of West Demon’s future appeared in front of Xu Qing, and he understood that these futures were all possible.

If it were Zi Qing, he would choose one and make the chosen future the only one.

But Xu Qing’s control over fate is not to influence the fixed number, but to create the variable.

So, he integrated his own intention into the carving knife in his hand and carved the first stroke in front of him.

This carving does not require any talent for painting, because it is not important whether the painting is like the real thing or not. What is important is what the person holding the carving knife thinks in his heart.

Xu Qing’s first thought.

“This person must die.”

So the picture formed by his first stroke was the death of Xi Mozi.

He died miserably, with his head and body separated, and his flesh and blood dried up.

This is the result.

Then, Xu Qing raised his hand and carved the second thought, adding the cause to this picture with the result.

“The corpse will be beheaded by the Emperor Sword!”

The carving knife fell, and in the picture in front of Xu Qing, the Emperor Sword appeared behind the Xi Mozi whose head and body were separated.

As the picture appeared, Xu Qing’s body shook, his mind was churning, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the entire demon world trembled at this moment.

A great terror descended invisibly.

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[End of this Chapter.]