Chapter 1313: Today, I Become a Summer Immortal!

The fortune-teller Liu Xuanyi burned his fate scroll, and in the moment his life was consumed by flames, he had already calculated the heavenly Dao of his world.

"Everyone's fate is the same fate!"

The historian Chen Mo exhausted his life's strength to explore the truth, and finally, in the glow of starlight and candlelight, he saw everything and understood that history's ending is all within the same wheel of rotation.

"Anyone who tries to grasp the course of history will ultimately become the course itself."

Not only them, but under the illusion of the Pain God, Xu Qing, as a scholar, as an official, as a commoner, as a beggar, experienced various lives, myriad forms.

All of them, at some point in life, in different ways and with different opportunities, gained the same insight.

Until finally, that exceptionally special painter version of him, with a heart full of emotion, spoke it all……

"Unity is not only space, but also time."

He also finally saw his other self in another time-space.

And he conveyed all his insight to himself in the manner of time-space.

They are all Xu Qing.

But ordinary enlightenment, like a river flowing forward, seems like a straight line.

However, Xu Qing's constitution has reached an extremely high level, so his enlightenment is a circle.

The future, the past, the present, his selves in different time-spaces, are all his own teachers.

Thus, at the moment the old painter departed with a smile, though his world was shattered, Xu Qing, gazing at that painting scroll, already had the sound of the Great Dao echoing in his mind.

That sound seemed to gather, to collect all time-spaces, becoming the sound that initiates the Dao!

Thus, Xu Qing lifted his foot, taking one step out of the shattered painter's world, appearing, he was already within the initial time-space turbulence.

Here, is his anchor point, and also the center of all parallels.

At this place, Xu Qing sat cross-legged.

After a while, he closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and softly spoke two words.

"Unity!"

The instant those two words were transmitted, time-space thundered, and all parallel consciousnesses were in strong undulations.

The storm arose!

Xu Qing could clearly feel those breaths scattered in every corner, every parallel time-space.

At this moment, just like birds summoned to return, they flocked toward him from all sides, seeking to merge into one.

And the return, officially began!

……

Time flowed like a gentle stream, silently and soundlessly, during the process of the return of consciousness waves from all time-spaces.

Even though, for Xu Qing at this moment, time had lost its meaning, still, within the long river of Little Youyou's time, ripples of strange time-space arose.

Those points of light, each a parallel world derived from Xu Qing's constitution, were infinitely stretched into threads, within this undulation, they intertwined, beginning to flow in.

Finally, within the turbulence where Xu Qing's true self resides, they gathered and merged.

And this grand time-space transformation also caused, within the infinite parallels formed by Xu Qing's constitution, all things and beings to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The mountain ranges and rivers in each time-space, seemed to be reshaped by an invisible pair of great hands.

Originally towering peaks piercing the clouds, some actually sprang up from the ground even higher by a thousand zhang, while others gradually lowered, becoming continuous hills.

Rivers, lakes, and seas no longer followed their former courses; some dried up into vast expanses of sand, while others overflowed, forming new immense marshes.

Birds and beasts seemed also to be infused with a different spiritual rhythm; their appearances and habits underwent different evolutions from the past—some grew strange wings, able to soar beyond the nine heavens, while others gained human speech, as if opening the door to spiritual wisdom.

As for the myriad beings of the world, they underwent in this undulation a transformation of soul and body—either a flash of spiritual light appearing between the brows, or in every gesture, a mysterious power never before seen.

All kinds of incredible changes formed in Xu Qing's thoughts, and were born in his parallels.

And Xu Qing, silently sitting cross-legged in the void of the turbulence, his mind was utterly clear.

Neither joy nor sorrow.

His cultivation, his realm, also at this moment, experienced a long-absent ascent!

Or more accurately said, that was not an ascent, but a world-shaking, peerless transformation!

His skin became more rosy and lustrous, his bones rose with silver patterns, his hair continued to grow, his body became more dreamlike, and simultaneously, a celestial essence unique to immortals began to slowly flow in his soul!

Finally spreading outward, it diffused around his body.

Making the void radiant!

This is the birth of an immortal!

And accompanying the emergence of the celestial essence, there is also an elevating consciousness.

That is immortal consciousness, and simultaneously, the law born from Xu Qing's constitution!

It is firmer than divine consciousness, and its level is entirely different; its range penetrates time-space, like an invisible and vast net, tightly connecting everything within Xu Qing's constitution.

At the moment of complete connection, this unprecedented transformation, on Xu Qing's body, was completed in an instant!

He had completed the leap in life's level!

As his eyes opened and closed, this time-space turbulence instantly thundered with heavenly thunder, the darkness was instantly torn apart, chaos was instantly adjusted, and everything, everything, at the instant Xu Qing opened his eyes, as if it had gained a master!

His immortal consciousness swept the eight directions, penetrated ancient and modern, world-shaking!

And composing this special immortal consciousness are precisely all his selves in the parallel time-spaces!

Each him is a point, constantly providing his own power to the immortal consciousness at every moment.

And as the source, Xu Qing can clearly feel that as soon as a thought moves, his selves in all parallel worlds, no matter how different their environments or how varied their experiences, will follow his heart!

Those selves in the parallel time-spaces, seemingly just individual points, but now, connected by immortal consciousness, having become complete, seem to contain the secrets of the entire universe!

Even more, they contain countless possibilities, countless worlds, countless stories.

It is the source point of everything, all time-spaces, all causes and effects, all emanate from here.

Theoretically speaking, this source point represents infinite time, boundless space, as if standing here, one could traverse past and present, journey to the edge of the universe.

This is Xu Qing's tenth pole...

His identity as a painter, he named it... Wei!

And Xu Qing, at this moment, finally completed the promotion he had long dreamed of, becoming Xia Xian!

From then on, he transcended the shackles of mortals.

He stepped into the extraordinary realm where immortals dwell.

The moment he opened his eyes, spacetime turbulence swirled violently around him as its center, within which the leaping chaotic fragments all seemed to become subjects, bowing before the king.

As for the outside world, there were also ripples.

Within the fourth star ring, time had changed; all things and beings seemed to lack a moment of time, yet returned in an instant.

This change was too swift, making it difficult for all beings to perceive.

Only those cultivators who practice temporal power and divine spirits would, in this instant, feel dazed, vaguely sensing the path ahead...

A great mountain had appeared!

For at this moment, on the level of spacetime, Xu Qing's constitution... had reached the very peak!

Though before, divine spirits and cultivators had walked this path, none had ever stood before him as he does now.

Now, before him, there is no existence, for he himself... is one of the foremost in the cultivation of spacetime divine authority and constitution!

The reason it is said "one of" is because, at the moment of consummation of the tenth pole, Xu Qing could sense that, within all thirty-six star rings, five other beings existed, standing alongside him!

Among those five, there are no cultivators; all are divine spirits.

They are actually divine lords, all exploring the concept of spacetime, seeking how to take the next step!

And as Xu Qing sensed this, in the seventh, thirteenth, nineteenth, twenty-sixth, and thirty-fifth star rings, the five divine lords whom he felt in obscurity experienced the same ripples.

In the seventh star ring, there is a divine lord named Aon; his divine might is sung by his divine people, and in that hymn, his body is described as forged from flowing sand and gravel.

His eyes are the boundary between dawn and dusk.

Legend says that the silver sand pouring from his left eye can solidify any battlefield, while the gold sand falling from his right eye possesses the power to accelerate civilization's growth.

As for his body, it devours all time fragments that deviate from destiny's path.

And in the thirteenth star ring, the divine spirit sensed by Xu Qing possesses a human form, appearing as a woman; now, she walks through the starry void.

Beneath her moon-white long robe, stained with the ink of eternal night, her bare feet leave burning footprints in space, affecting the Milky Way, which flows backward along this trace.

As her silver hair, entwined with nebulae, flutters, shattered gears can be seen within.

She is the Mother of Star Orbits.

And there is Freya of the nineteenth star ring, called the Weaver Mother.

Within her divine realm, her true form is a flower blooming upon countless emerald vines entwined around antlers.

This flower flows with four-colored threads: spring's green thread can make withered bones grow flesh, summer's red thread can smelt stars, autumn's golden thread weaves fate, and winter's silver gauze freezes souls.

Spacetime, under her weaving, also changes.

As for the twenty-sixth and thirty-fifth star rings, the two divine spirits sensed there are equally astonishing in status.

One is the Blink of an Instant!

He has no physical form, but is composed of countless overlapping moments stitched together; his body changes according to the observer's gaze, and now, appearing in his divine realm, is a form covered head to toe in mirror-like scales.

And each scale, in this instant, actually flickers with Xu Qing's reflection.

Containing the possibilities of all his future time points, yet in the next instant, these possibilities all shatter.

He cannot perceive!

Another is the Lord of the Deep Ruins!

He is a giant serpent coiled at the end of time in the thirty-fifth star ring, his scales forged from solidified darkness.

With each exhalation, he spews forth black sand that devours memory, and the tip of his tail bears a tarnished bronze compass.

In this star ring, there are many rumors about this Lord of the Deep Ruins; one says that when he unfurls his bone wings, the membrane displays the chronicles of all forgotten civilizations.

And now, his bone wings unfold again, bearing Xu Qing's name, as if to list it.

But ultimately, a blur.

For Xu Qing's constitution, like theirs...

Is the law of the celestial lord level!