Ding-ding-ding!!!

The loud bell sounds surged out from the Qilian Mountains and reached every corner of the earth!

At this moment, the people of Daxia who were rushing to Qilian Mountain for support were suddenly stunned and stopped in mid-air...

"The Donghuang Bell has rung...Did Mr. Shen succeed?"

Guan Zai frowned, still staring at the direction of Qilian Mountain, and immediately said, "Quick, go and take a look!"

Several streaks of light streaked across the sky. Those who came to support Qilian Mountain at this moment were all gods and powerful beings at the ceiling level of mankind. As the mountain range gradually approached in the distance, their hearts began to hang in the balance...

If I'm not mistaken, they will most likely face the [Key to the Gate] head-on and engage in a fierce battle.

However, as their figures landed on the top of the mountain, they did not see any human figures... The imagined war did not appear, and only devastation was left on the ground.

"Wuquan?" Master Chen saw a figure lying in a pool of blood and immediately stepped forward, only to find that he had stopped breathing.

"We are still late." His face was full of bitterness.

"...Where's Mr. Shen?"

Everyone scattered and started looking around.

"Why is there no sign of him? Even if he died in the battle, there should be a body left behind, right?"

"Also, where is the [Key to the Door]?"

The crowd searched the entire Qilian Mountains but could not find the two people... It was as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace.

"Still nothing... What should I do next?" Lu Wuwei tried to use his ability to track the two, but even after writing their names on the order, there was still no response... Helplessly, he could only turn around and look at Guan Zai.

After being silent for a long time, he finally spoke.

"Take Wuquan back and bury him properly... Then put all shelters on high alert to prevent a surprise attack from the Key to the Gate."

"……yes."

…

Deep in the universe.

An unconscious figure drifted in the dead silence of deep space.

Ding-ding-ding…

The sound of the Donghuang Bell did not reach this corner of the universe, but in a trance, Lin Qiye seemed to hear this sound.

"The Donghuang Bell is ringing... Is this a dream..."

In his chaotic mind, a thought emerged. He tried to regain consciousness and opened his eyes little by little while half asleep and half awake...

At this moment, a light exclamation echoed in his ears.

A ripple appeared in the space around him, and brilliant light surged from it!

In the dim light, Lin Qiye seemed to see a figure wearing a magic robe and a large hood, emerging from nothingness!

"…Mr. Dean?"

…

Earth, island.

In the foggy sea, a black shadow broke through the space and appeared out of thin air.

An Qingyu, wearing a black robe, swept his eyes across the familiar island, quickly locked onto a direction, and started walking towards it.

Not long ago, he was imprisoned here by Chaos, but now both Chaos and Black Goat no longer exist... This island was silently shrouded in gray fog.

As he moved forward, the outline of a warehouse emerged from the mist.

As he pushed open the door of the warehouse, a wide variety of instruments and equipment were displayed inside. After being completely permeated by the mist released by the [Key to the Door], most of the electronic equipment here had malfunctioned, and the entire warehouse was dead silent.

On the other side of the warehouse, the specimen display cabin that originally stored a large number of gods' corpses was also completely emptied by [Chaos] and used to pollute and control [Black Goat].

An Qingyu's eyes swept across the warehouse, and he quickly walked to a corner and picked up a walkie-talkie from the dust on the ground.

"Jiang Er, are you there?" he said softly.

A chaotic rustling sound suddenly rang out from the silent intercom.

"...I'm here, Qingyu, I'm here!" Jiang Er's distorted voice came out, "Are you okay? What's going on outside?"

"I'm fine...but I don't have much time." An Qingyu said seriously, "I need your help."

"Help you? What?"

An Qingyu did not speak. In the void behind him, the outline of the Gate of Truth reappeared, and the magnificent gate slowly opened...

"Qingyu..." Jiang Er's puzzled voice came from the intercom.

An Qingyu was about to explain something when his pupils suddenly contracted. A shock from his soul nearly made him faint on the spot...

"Don't be afraid, Jiang Er." An Qingyu's face turned extremely pale, and he said softly, "I can't explain it now... but you have to believe me, I will definitely come to find you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the walkie-talkie in his hand directly into the open door!

The heavy door slammed shut!

After doing all this, An Qingyu turned his palm, and a very round white stone that had been polished appeared out of thin air.

He looked at the stone that looked like a white chess piece and muttered to himself:

"Next, it's the last step..."

He clenched the chess piece tightly in his palm, took a step forward, and the long river of time flowed out of nothingness, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived above the endless river of time!

He was wearing a black robe, standing calmly above the long river of time, his eyes looking into the distance along the river, and finally locking onto a certain area.

puff--

A figure covered in a gray cloak emerged from the long river of time.

The figure was standing on a canoe, his silver-white hair moving in the long river of time without wind, and a snow-white long sword across his waist... It was the God of Time in the past! .

He sailed his canoe upstream in the long river of time, as if looking for something.

At this moment, An Qingyu took a step forward and appeared in front of him like a ghost, blocking his way upstream.

"It's you?!" Seeing An Qingyu, Wang Mian's eyes narrowed slightly, "You are not the An Qingyu just now..."

An Qingyu looked down at the long river of time beneath his feet. The destination Wang Mian was heading to was exactly the time and space where he had just been taken away by [Chaos] more than four years ago and was about to become the container of [Key to the Gate]...

He couldn't let Wang Mian change this history, because if he failed to become the container of the [Key to the Gate] in the past and allowed the other party to create a new "An Qingyu", all his efforts so far would be in vain.

"Go back." He said lightly.

"What?"

"You can't change my timeline."

An Qingyu slowly raised his palm, and the long river of time that was flowing quietly under his feet suddenly became turbulent. A series of surging waves and whirlpools appeared in front of Wang Mian's canoe!

The canoe under Wang Mian's feet began to shake violently. After all, he was only the Lord of Time, and his strength was far inferior to that of An Qingyu today. He could only be forced to go back to the original time...

"An Qingyu! Don't you want to save Jiang Er?!" he shouted.

"I will save her, but not in this way..." An Qingyu's voice was extremely calm.

"I warned you, don't try to change my timeline. If you do it again, I will bury you in time with my own hands."