In the chaotic fog, An Qingyu's gray eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, so what? Even if you racked your brains to break the situation, weren't you still trapped by me in the end?"

Hearing these words, the figure under the maple tree fell silent. His hands behind his back slowly dropped, and rays of light flickered from his palms.

He stared at the future An Qingyu and spoke grimly:

"Do you think that I can't kill you because of the long river of time?"

"Others may not be able to do this, but for you, Lin Qiye, nothing is impossible... You have always been like this." Future An Qingyu said calmly,

"Crossing the long river of time to attack is not a good thing for you or me. I am not standing here to fight you. I just want to remind you of something."

"What?" the figure said calmly.

Future An Qingyu stared at him and spoke word by word:

"The chess game between you and me is not over yet."

After the words fell, the pair of eyes filled with grayness slowly closed and no more words were spoken.

At the other end of the two long rivers of time, two figures stared at each other and fell into silence for a short time.

The figure under the maple tree narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was in deep thought. His peripheral vision seemed to notice something and he turned his head slightly to look.

After a moment, the figure snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the depths of the courtyard.

He waved his hand lightly, supporting the two unknown realms of the long river of time, and gradually faded away. A voice came slowly, "It should be easier for you to deal with the endgame here than for me."

As the long river of time above Lin Qiye's head dissipated, the figure also disappeared without a trace. The connection between the present and the future was completely cut off. Only endless ashes were left swirling above his head and falling on him and An Qingyu.

After being chained to the cross, [The Bard of the Sky] could no longer be used, and the two were completely exposed in the ashes. In just a few minutes, their bodies were covered with a thin layer of gray gauze.

An itchy sensation arose from the surface of Lin Qiye's skin, as if something was about to drill out of his flesh and blood, and his eyes were extremely red.

Lin Qiye knew what would happen if these ashes fell on him. An Qingyu's hand turned into that state just by touching a piece of ashes. Judging from the area of ​​ashes he had touched, he would probably end up like the surging flesh balls in the valley in a few minutes.

Seeing that the figure who had countered his own divine ruins had left, the red bugs in Uriel's eyes gradually calmed down. Just as he was about to continue the judgment, his body suddenly froze in place.

The second river of time did not disappear with the recovery of his divine ruins.

Hazy mist rolled up from above the second cross. Future An Qingyu stood calmly in the mist, staring at the long river of time disappearing above the first cross. There was no emotion in his indifferent eyes.

After a moment, he glanced at the broken six-winged Seraph and the madly surging waves of flesh balls below, lowered his head, put on a black hood, hiding his entire face in the darkness, and turned to walk into the fog.

As his back gradually faded away, he gently raised his right hand and clenched it in the air.

"Destroy."

A simple syllable rang out from above the cross.

The next moment, the wriggling red bugs in Uriel's eye sockets suddenly froze.

Bang--!!

There was a dull sound, and the bodies of the small insects that made up the eyeball exploded one after another like firecrackers. Sticky blood splashed out and flowed down Uriel's eye sockets.

After the eyeball disappeared, Uriel's body fell powerlessly into the crater like a puppet without control, raising a cloud of sand.

Without the support of Uriel's power, the crosses behind Lin Qiye and An Qingyu also shattered into pieces. Their figures fell from the sky and smashed into the valley below like meteors.

Bang-bang-bang!!

Continuous explosions were heard from the valley, and those fat and twisted flesh balls all exploded. Amid countless painful roars, a bloody wave spread rapidly across the valley.

The bloody waves rapidly expanded in Lin Qiye's eyes. He suppressed the itch on his body and summoned the [Somersault Cloud]. With a somersault, he caught An Qingyu who was also falling. The two of them glided over the bloody and smelly valley and landed on the hillside of a mountain on the edge.

As soon as their feet touched the ground, severe pain came from all over their bodies.

Lin Qiye staggered and fell to the ground, his skin was red, and countless red bugs broke out of his body, fell to the ground, and exploded with crackling sounds.

These were all bugs that had drilled into his body along with the ashes.

The dense explosion sounds lasted for about half a minute before the two people's skin gradually returned from red to its original state. The previous itching sensation had disappeared, leaving only a mess of insect corpses and blood flowing down the mountain.

After all the bugs in his body had died, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, leaned weakly against a huge rock, and slowly sat down.

At this time, the second long river of time in the sky had disappeared, and the figure in the black robe and hood had also returned to the other end of time. Lin Qiye looked at the dead silent valley in front of him, and couldn't help feeling grateful for surviving the disaster.

Being chased by resentful spirits, judged by angels, and with ashes entering their bodies...if it weren't for the two figures from the future taking action, they would have had almost no chance of survival.

But the doubts in his heart were stronger than ever before.

Why does my future self want to kill me?

What did the conversation between my future self and future An Qingyu just now mean?

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked at An Qingyu who was sitting on another boulder. The latter also looked up at him. Their eyes met in the air, and the air suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, Lin Qiye took the initiative to speak: "Qingyu..."

"I don't know what they are talking about." Before Lin Qiye asked, An Qingyu shook his head in advance, "I am not interested in what will happen in the future... I only know that I will always be myself."

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

After a moment, he smiled helplessly and threw away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, "Yeah."

It is still unknown how far into the future the two figures that just appeared appeared from, not to mention that it was just a short conversation. If he started to doubt his brother based on this alone, then he would be too suspicious.

No matter what the future holds, Lin Qiye only believes what he sees now.

"I've almost recovered, how about you?" An Qingyu took staggering steps and moved towards Lin Qiye. The blood holes from the little bugs on his body showed that he was regenerating at an accelerated speed.

Lin Qiye looked at the dense blood holes on his body. Although they had not healed, the bleeding had stopped. He then slowly stood up.

"I'm fine... Go save people first."