In the long river of fate, Fang Xiu could no longer perceive his own existence. At this moment, he truly understood Zhou Qingfeng's feelings.
So this is what it feels like to be lost in the river of fate.
One's fate is intertwined with that of countless beings, and sometimes one may even forget who one is. All that one sees and feels is in a state of chaos, from which one cannot extricate oneself, as if abandoned by heaven and earth, drifting with the tide, and having no control over one's own destiny.
Fortunately, Fang Xiu already had experience with this, and as long as he firmly grasped the anchor point, he could ensure that he would not get lost.
So he began to visualize his wife, and as her voice, appearance, and smile appeared before him, he gradually regained his clarity.
As a being above the God of Deception and strongly connected to himself, his wife is naturally indestructible, enough to withstand the erosion of the river of fate.
Taking advantage of the Qingming Festival, Fang Xiu immediately began to observe his own destiny. The moment he examined his destiny, it was as if a butterfly had gently flapped its wings, ultimately stirring up a monstrous wave on the river of fate.
He was also swept away by the waves of fate.
Buzz!
In a daze, he seemed to return to the past. When he woke up, he was back in the room where he had first traveled from. He saw his wife again and saw the scene of him being killed eighteen times. He was like an outsider, constantly examining his life from the perspective of a bystander.
He discovered that his fate was completely different from others. Because of the death rollback, his own fate was like having countless branches. Each death was the beginning of a new fate. This also led him to see himself as if he were watching the fate trajectories of countless people at the same time.
The mystery of time is vividly displayed in him. Countless deaths and rewinds are like a rewind button, allowing you to watch a movie frame by frame in reverse, thus revealing many mysteries of time.
Gradually, Fang Xiu saw more and more, and the timeline kept moving forward. Soon he arrived in Kyushu, and at the same time, the Time Marks he comprehended were also increasing rapidly.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred!
Time has also changed from the past to the present, four hundred questions!
The present moment on the river of fate overlapped with the reality of the outside world, making it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and the projection of fate.
He continued his deductions, intending to see through the fog of the future and truly understand his own destiny.
But when he did so, he was shocked to find that his future was nothingness, without beginning or end, without form or substance, nothing at all.
"Do I... have no future?"
"Or is it that, with my current strength, I am simply unable to foresee my own future?"
Suddenly, Fang Xiu remembered that he had seen the future countless times. Every time he died and rewound, he saw the future, or rather, his future self returned to the present.
If the Law of Fate cannot foresee one's own future, what about rewinding after death?
What would happen if I committed suicide in the course of fate?
This crazy idea popped into his mind: he planned to use the power of death to try and see through the fog of fate.
Since we can't see the future, if we just die now and go back to the second before we died, wouldn't that be equivalent to seeing that second of the future?
With this thought in mind, Fang Xiu used the backlash of fate on himself and committed suicide.
He chose to go back to the second before his death, and thus, he saw the future one second later, which was the scene of his own suicide. This action seemed to violate some supreme rule, leading to some immeasurable change.
Just as Archimedes said, "Give me a lever long enough and a fulcrum on which to place it, and I shall move the world," he successfully created a small hole in a void of the future by using a death-rewinding technique.
The future... has changed!
What was once a void of the future has begun to slowly emerge as a picture, as if someone had scrambled a palette and poured all the paints onto the void, gradually giving it color, and the picture was slowly taking shape within it.
A moment later, Fang Xiu saw... his future self, and his wife!
In the future scene, he is dressed in black, while his wife is dressed in white. The two stand together, and suddenly, his wife tiptoes up and lightly kisses his lips like a dragonfly skimming the water. The scene freezes there.
Upon seeing this future, Fang Xiu's eyes widened in fury, and his expression suddenly turned ferocious. The next second, the scene of the future changed again.
His wife, dressed in a black gauze dress, was exquisite and elegant. She sat on a dark gold throne engraved with mysterious patterns, crossed her legs, barefoot, and rested her chin on her hand, lazily looking at the people below the stage.
And the person below the stage was none other than Fang Xiu! Dressed in white, Fang Xiu knelt on the ground with a pained expression, but his face was filled with uncontrollable maniacal laughter.
Just then, his wife seemed to sense something, turning her head slightly. Her gaze seemed to pierce through the entire river of fate, landing on Fang Xiu in the present moment. Her red lips curved slightly, and she spoke seductively, "Don't peek~"
Click!
The scene abruptly ended, the future shattered, and a monstrous wave surged across the entire river of destiny, engulfing Fang Xiu like an underwater tornado.
"Is this my future?" Fang Xiu's eyes were glazed over. Even with his intelligence, he couldn't understand what these two future scenes meant, or why they seemed like two completely different endings.
Filled with doubts about the future, he gradually became lost in the storms of fate.
While he was being swept up, the Time Mark was frantically comprehending and condensing, five hundred, six hundred!
The future he peered into seemed to have touched some kind of taboo, breaking the boundaries of time. The power of time surged into his body like a tide, and in an instant—the laws of time were formed!
A profound law, existing between reality and illusion, automatically condensed within his body; it was the Law of Time!
It is as dazzling as the dawn, as vast as the Milky Way, and as chaotic and ethereal as before the creation of heaven and earth, possessing a mysterious and profound charm that contains endless creation.
The moment the laws of time took shape, boom!
Fang Xiu was suddenly jolted, and a resounding sound like a great bell rang in his ears. The next moment, the River of Destiny shattered, and everything returned to nothingness, as if it were an illusion, as if nothing had ever happened.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the imperial palace of the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty, tens of thousands of immortal soldiers and generals, various immortal officials, and the Liuyun Emperor. Their eyes were filled with shock and complex emotions as they looked at him, and they hesitated to step forward.
In the eyes of everyone in the Flowing Cloud Immortal Dynasty, Fang Xiu had changed, as if he had become a different person. If his original temperament was calm and composed, now it was ethereal and otherworldly. He was clearly standing in the same place, but he gave people the illusion that he was not in this world.
"A breakthrough in the heat of battle!?"
"He has entered the realm of Immortal Lord?"
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