Chapter 1 A Glimpse

Scarlet rays of light, like tentacles, clung to the void, outlining the phantom of a massive altar.

Faint, eerie whispers flowed within the cave-heaven.

But before the many within the cave-heaven could listen closely, a starlight barrier stood before them, like a dam holding back a raging flood, blocking the indistinct murmurs of an unknown language at the summit of Qian Mountain.

"What is that thing?"

Zheng Longqiu and the others also saw the many bloody imprints clinging to the void, a slight astonishment in their hearts.

Unfortunately, even Qian Shisi, the Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion, and others could not see through the starlight's concealment to discern what lay within.

Whoosh~

Amidst the swirling starlight, An Qisheng appeared atop Qian Mountain.

The 'You Qiu Bi Ying' (Every Request Answered) altar, silent for several years, was humming, seemingly receiving another call from some space-time.

This altar had been dormant for a long time. The last call it received was from Qin Yu of the Dragon Erosion World, that wretched, verdant youth who begged him for the sake of Bai Shijie.

Demon-like whispers echoed in his ears:

"Whether to, sacrifice..."

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child) also arrived, scrutinizing the altar that it greatly feared, and was somewhat surprised: "Monster Mister, this time there is no information leaking..."

It had sensed the information transmitted by the altar during the last altar fluctuation, but at this moment, it did not capture any information.

"Last time was a bit special. Qin Yu used 'karmic reward' as a sacrifice to exchange for my guidance. This time..."

An Qisheng stood before the altar, his gaze沉凝 (chen ning -沉稳凝重, calm and collected).

What lay beyond the universe and the world, what dangers existed, he did not know, but he was very clear that when different civilizations from different universes met, it would certainly not be harmonious coexistence.

The Starry Sky楼主 (Lou Zhu - Landlord, a title) had spent great means to forge a batch of 'replacement scales,' naturally not to seek out other civilizations to communicate with.

The Human Realm's encounter with the Huangtian Realm's capture also illustrated this point.

The collision of universes was an unimaginable disaster for the weaker side.

Therefore, since then, he had been extremely careful about using this altar.

Not every transaction would yield what he wanted, and it was possible that he himself was what others wanted.

Buzz~

An Qisheng did not answer for a long time, and the altar began to hum again, the blood light bursting out became more and more scarlet, and the sacrificer on the other side seemed extremely eager.

"Monster Mister?"

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong flew around the altar in circles, and finally, at a certain moment when the red was at its peak, its eyes lit up: "Captured the information!"

"Decipher."

An Qisheng did not even lift his eyelids. If it could not arouse his interest, he naturally had no interest in making any exchanges with this altar.

The blue-skinned little monster nodded.

The languages and characters of different universes, even the Yuan Shen (Primordial Spirit) transmissions and soul messages, were different, but they all followed the same principle.

This naturally did not stump it.

"Monster Mister!"

In just a moment or two, Sanxin Lan Ling Tong opened its eyes.

In this instant, a hint of terror, fear, and deep incomprehensible doubt appeared on the blue-skinned little monster's face:

"It's you, it's you!"

"Hmm?"

An Qisheng's gaze slightly narrowed: "What did you see, what did you hear?"

"You, you!"

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong's voice became somewhat shrill: "The other side of the altar, is your voice!"

"Me?"

An Qisheng's heart shook slightly, though he was startled, he was not flustered.

He casually took a complete corpse of a ferocious beast from the Qiankun (Universe) Spiritual Ring and threw it into the surging scarlet blood light in front of him.

Whoosh~

Like a wave crashing on the beach, the corpse of the ferocious beast, which was like a small mountain, was instantly swallowed by the blood light.

But the phantom in front of him did not change much.

His brow furrowed slightly. The corpse of that ferocious beast could be treasured by the Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion, naturally it was not an ordinary thing, and even had the bloodline of the Dragon race.

But he did not have time to think too much at this moment. With a flip of his hand, the Qiankun Spiritual Rings of Zheng Longqiu, Xuanji, Qian Shisi, the Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion, the Sect Leader of Lingtian Sect, and everyone else all floated into the air.

Like a flood, all kinds of ferocious beast corpses and rare elixirs poured into the red light.

These were the treasures of each Dongtian (Cave-Heaven), something that ordinary small sects might not be able to compare with even with a lifetime of accumulation, but at this time, they all melted away like snow under the sun.

Bang!

At a certain moment, the altar shook, and the whispering sound disappeared.

Divine light suddenly burst forth from An Qisheng's eyes, like a tangible divine sword cutting through layers of scarlet blood shadows, peering into its secrets.

Buzz~

As his gaze trembled, a fragmented scroll seemed to unfold before him.

Desolate,

Decayed,

Barren...

It was a starfield that had lost its life.

One by one, the恒星 (heng xing - fixed star, a star) lost its temperature, and one by one, the stars turned into space junk.

Starry sky storms blew over and over again, and countless fragments of stars and meteorite remnants danced wildly in the cosmic storm.

A continent as large as a galaxy was torn apart, and the 'Great Sun' upon it, which was countless times larger than any star, was also extinguished.

Through the remaining glimmers of light, one could vaguely see icy, broken, and huge corpses drifting in space.

Those were not human corpses, or rather, not just human corpses.

There were giant tigers, heavenly dragons, Qiongqi, Taotie, there were phoenixes, birds, primordial remnants, and there were also one human corpse after another.

Each of those corpses was incomparably powerful, and had not been damaged under the impact of space storms and countless meteorites and star fragments.

But such powerful beings had died in space, one after another!

"This is..."

An Qisheng's heart trembled.

His divine will was strong, and even a fleeting glimpse could allow him to see the whole picture. Among the countless corpses, he saw Qian Shisi, he saw Wu Erlang, he saw Lan Shuixian, he saw Xuanji.

He saw Mo Baobao...

And more were people he did not recognize.

People died, gods died, demons died, dragons died, phoenixes died, huang died...

As far as the eye could see, it was a desolate silence, and everything seemed to have been destroyed along with these starfields.

As if there was no trace of life left!

The great collapse of heaven and earth, the great extinction of the universe!

A true doomsday calamity!

Once upon a time, An Qisheng had heard countless times about the灭世灾劫 (mie shi zai jie - world-destroying calamity) in the Human Realm, but it had ultimately been avoided, and he had never truly seen it.

But now, he saw it.

It was universal silence, it was the extinction of all living beings!

"What happened?"

An Qisheng's heart was heavy, his divine will burned, bursting forth with even more tyrannical fluctuations, probing into the depths of the universe and starry sky.

Finally, he saw a Taiji diagram that divided black and white, separated the starry sky, transformed yin and yang, divided the intangible, was as large as a galaxy, and as vast as a star sea!

Two colors intertwined, shining brightly in space.

And under that light, were an even greater number of corpses!

With a slight sweep, he had already seen Yuan Duxiu and Miao Meng embracing each other, their corpses incomplete, covered in blood.

The two of them embraced each other like the sun and moon, but each was missing half, and in front of them was an ancient altar drifting with the waves.

They, too, were dead!

It seemed that they had sacrificed their own bodies in order to transmit the image here.

Boom!

The image abruptly stopped there.

In the last moment, An Qisheng heard a roar that was so loud that it exceeded the limit of his divine sense perception.

That, was also the only sound he heard in this image.

That, was his own voice.

Pfft!

The crimson light in the sky shattered like a bubble, turning into a meteor shower that streaked across the sky, shrouding the vast Qian Mountain Cave-Heaven.

An Qisheng stood before the altar, his eyelids drooping, and two lines of blood tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Monster Mister?"

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong, who seemed to have not seen that image, exclaimed. It was the first time it had felt such a violent fluctuation in An Qisheng's state of mind.

"What exactly did you see?"

The blue-skinned little monster was full of worry and seemed a little uneasy. It had not seen the image, but it had heard the roar coming from the altar.

Even though that voice had been distorted by the years and become distorted, it would not, and could not possibly mistake it.

That, was An Qisheng's voice!

"A corner of the future..."

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, and countless images seemed to flash through his slightly red eyes.

He had speculated about this future.

However, he did not see the location of the enemy, and could not infer whether the enemy was what he had guessed.

Or, was there another powerful enemy in this world?

Without more information, he had no way to guess, but he felt that the latter possibility was greater.

If it was the former, so many people would not have died in battle, they would not be able to participate in the war at all...

He pondered in his heart, but did not say it out loud. He could vaguely guess that these words could not be spoken.

Otherwise, this image would not have been transmitted to him in this way.

"Future?"

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong was a little dazed, but still shook its head: "The future is uncertain, the past cannot be changed! Monster Mister, what you saw must not be the future, because for the future, now is the past, who can change the past?

This altar?"

In the Youlin Great World, and even in the Witch God World, there were many records about the past and the future.

But that was something that only Immortals and even Eternal beings could be involved in.

It was said that only by experiencing the washing of the river of time and space could one obtain immortality, but even Immortals could not change the past.

If An Qisheng had used some means to glimpse a 'corner of the possible future,' it would still believe it, but this was clearly information transmitted back from the 'future.'

This made it unable to believe it.

Even information could not be transmitted from the future to the past.

That was at least something that Immortals could do.

"Perhaps."

An Qisheng took a deep look at the altar. The rank of this altar might be beyond his imagination.

The replacement scale could not only replace different universes, but also the past and the future.

Such an ability, even for him at this moment, was somewhat shocking.

"Monster Mister?"

Sanxin Lan Ling Tong still wanted to ask, but An Qisheng no longer had the mind to answer.

The moment the aura at the summit of Qian Mountain calmed down.

He had already slowly opened his eyes on the deck of the ship sailing through the waves.

"The Human Realm is like this, Xuanxing is like this, and the Wanyang World is also like this..."

Looking into the distance at the sky, white clouds like dogs, An Qisheng's eyes were dark and deep, with a trace of unfathomable light:

"The end of all worlds..."