Outside Of Time

1788  Little Qing, Let’s Go Home

"The Law of an Immortal Lord…"

"The Tenth Extremity…"

"My Ordinance of Dimension is also, in essence, a single point."

Amidst the spacetime turbulence, surrounded by countless fragments paying homage, Xu Qing murmured softly with newfound understanding.

"Within this point, Dimension represents the pinnacle of spacetime."

"The other Lord Gods—their different divine authorities are, in a sense, all at this level, merely taking different paths…"

Xu Qing pondered.

At this moment, his long hair cascaded behind him like a river that could engulf the entire turbulent sea. The simple white robe he wore seemed to contain all the secrets of spacetime.

Most striking were his pupils—each flicker of light within them resembled a revolution of time and space.

And the words he spoke existed beyond the flow of time.

He now possessed the omniscience of gods.

For instance, as he contemplated, a fragment emerged from the void.

This object was none other than a piece of the shattered bronze coffin of the old Venerable God—the very fragment that had pierced his body when he was swept into the spacetime turbulence.

Later, as his form stabilized, he had retrieved it.