Chapter 544

「Erase all timelines of the previous era? Who would be so insane? 」

Feng Qingyang furrowed his brow, coldly eyeing that dark area ahead—knowing that erasing a timeline would cause big trouble!

Once a timeline disappears, everyone and everything on that timeline will vanish completely.

All prior karma and principles will fall into utter chaos, ultimately giving rise to a terrible calamity!

Could this be the beginning of the collapse?

Just as the second prophecy recorded on the sheepskin heavenly scroll states: all immortals' cultivation will regress, and the world's rules will collapse.

And just coincidentally, what lies ahead is the final era of the ten-era cycle—the Immortal Moon Era.

And yet the timeline happens to break right here—you say, isn't that a coincidence?

Is this meant to cover up some truth, or what?

After some thought, Feng Qingyang withdrew his gaze, turned, and left that dark region.

He already had a definite answer in his heart; saying more would be useless.

Anyway, everything behind it had long pointed to the Immortal Supervision Pavilion and the founder of the Seeking Life Gate, Li Youchou.

I just need to kill them all—simple as that.

They think they're in the dark and I'm in the dark, unaware that the system has already turned the tables on offense and defense.

I, Qingyun, have ruined several of their plans, yet they haven't acted—nothing more than these two points: first, they still have reservations.

Second: their ultimate goal hasn't been reached yet—that's all.

Then let this good show continue.

Having broken free of the Temporal Dao Principles, Feng Qingyang, with a thought, entered the Spatial Dao Principles; if this path is blocked, he'll take another.

Since he can freely command these two great principles, why not go check out where the dream began?

Next, space kept shifting… the lower two realms of the Immortal Realm, the upper heavens of the Immortal Realm… until it stopped in the Desolate Martial Realm.

As Feng Qingyang kept toggling, time flowed backward again, finally stopping on the day deepest in his memory.

「Hair standing on end, leaning on the rail! 」

「The drizzling rain ceases, I raise my gaze, and let out a long cry to the heavens! 」

Eastern Domain, Spirit Continent.

Qingyun Mountain Range, Qingyun Sect.

A youth in tattered white robes, his face full of grief and indignation, raised his head and let out a long cry, trying to vent his inner resentment.

Outside the Temporal Dao Principles, Feng Qingyang watched his own self below laughing loudly to the heavens and nearly laughed out loud.

Fortunately, I had thoroughly read ［Self-Cultivation of a Master］ and 【Things a Mature Sect Master Should Pay Attention To】 these two books; otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to hold it in.

Looking at myself, this feeling is truly amazing.

Hiss!

「Come to think of it, if that's the case, when I first transmigrated, wouldn't there also be a version of me outside the Spacetime Dao Principles watching me? 」

Feng Qingyang suddenly realized this possibility—another spacetime paradox…

「Wow, a golden legend! I actually pulled a Emperor on my first try! My Ou Ou little prince's luck is back! 」

The version of me below was overjoyed—this was the newbie gift package that had drawn an Emperor‑level ancestor.

「Haha! My Qingyun Emperor is back! 」

Immediately after, Qingyun's ancestor Li Qingyun tore through space and descended, his mighty imperial aura instantly shaking the entire Desolate Martial Realm.

「It's time for the ancestor's appearance」, Feng Qingyang seriously sized up the ancestor a few times—long time no see, I really missed him.

The ancestor of this timeline is still cycling in the Ten Thousand Worlds Reincarnation Realm, and I don't know which life he's on now.

In the void, the white‑haired, youthful‑looking Li Qingyun finished laughing, then felt a great dread lock onto him from the shadows, a chill shooting from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

His hairs standing on end, he glanced downward and immediately noticed the white‑clad youth with flowing long hair below.

This feeling seems to come from that person; regardless of whether intuition tells me that not obeying him would get me killed horribly, this person is absolutely above an Emperor!

Outside the Temporal Dao Principles, upon seeing this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but repeatedly go forward and back, looking over and over.

This is the path I came from—truly nostalgic.

This is tough on the version of me and the ancestor in that timeline—he keeps letting out long cries, while Ancestor Li Qingyun goes in and out, in and out…

Until Feng Qingyang grew bored and stopped—eh, no need to disturb that version of me and the ancestor then; let them just happily dominate all the way.

Afterwards, the timeline continued to flow backward, scene after scene from the Desolate Martial Timeline unfolding.

Up until the pre‑Middle Ancient fracture of the Middle Ages, Feng Qingyang again saw two familiar figures in the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Land of the southern Desolate Martial Realm.

This was precisely the story of that era's ancestor Li Qingyun and that Xuanjin Black Flood Dragon.

「Li Qingyun, you bastard, when will you stop? You've chased this Emperor from the Eastern Domain all the way to the Southern Domain—do you really think I'm afraid of you? 」

「Huff, huff」, the Xuanjin Black Flood Dragon, furious enough to snort, continuously inhaled and exhaled rough breaths through its two large nostrils.

Damn, who did I provoke? Fine, even if I've offended many, I certainly haven't provoked you, this Qingyun Emperor!

「Hah, you wretched beast, dare to stir up wind and waves in my Eastern Domain, completely disregarding my Qingyun Imperial Sect—how could this Emperor tolerate you? 」

Li Qingyun coldly eyed the wicked serpent, secretly scheming in his heart.

My cultivation is only one level above that wicked serpent; killing it outright would be hard, so I can only seal it here for now.

Boom! In an instant they clashed, the mighty imperial aura shooting straight to the heavens!

They fought for forty‑nine days straight before that black serpent was driven into a deep abyss within the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Land.

Before being sealed, it spat out harsh words: 「I, the Emperor, am not resigned! But Li Qingyun, don't get too complacent—when I reappear, it will be the day your Qingyun falls! 」

「Hah! Who knows—before this Emperor even acts, your Qingyun might already be reduced to a stray dog! 」

Li Qingyun didn't take its words to heart at all—joking, my Qingyun wouldn't just say "down and out" and be so; when this wicked serpent breaks the seal, that will be its downfall day.

After finishing everything, Li Qingyun prepared to leave, but then a voice suddenly came from behind: 「Everything that serpent said will eventually come true. 」

Feng Qingyang's divine sense manifested from within the time-space dao principle.

It must be said that the future ending really let this Profound Metal Black Flood Dragon Hu Xiao be right.

Not to mention Qing Yun Sect having fallen to the level of a dog; when I first joined Qing Yun Sect, the sect didn't even have a watchdog, let alone the Black Emperor—cough cough!

"Who is it?"

Li Qingyun hastily turned to look, and upon seeing that figure, his scalp went numb from shock, a chill surging again from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head!

Huh? Why say 'again'?

In his eyes, the visitor did not seem like a person of this world, seemed like an immortal, seemed like a god, but not quite; he was like an immortal among immortals! A god among gods!

Facing him was like a drop of water facing the deep sea—our life levels were completely on different tiers!

"Senior… you… who are you?"