Chapter 1271 - 351: Temporal Rift, Eve of the Great Battle

Chapter 1271: Chapter 351: Temporal Rift, Eve of the Great Battle

Now, in the timeline of the Divine Court’s unofficial history across all heavens and myriad realms.

Ning Zheng, who was invited, sat across the table from the painter.

The painter smiled, picked up a brush, and painted all sorts of delicacies and gourmet dishes, even making the aroma of the food very realistic.

"What, went to the prehistoric times and felt a sense of emptiness in life, quite unused to it?" He suddenly said, "No appetite?"

Ning Zheng glanced at him.

"Of course, I can see your heart mind is unsettled. To paint a person, one must first observe the person and understand their Essence, Qi, and Spirit." The painter laughed, "Although we rarely communicate, I’ve always considered you a confidant and friend."

Confidant?

You want to paint me, reveal everything?

The painter remained calm, "When you witness pieces of history, the rise and fall of countless dynasties, you will slowly get used to it. As beings of higher dimensions... first, you must learn to enjoy solitude."

"We are powerhouses of higher dimensions, stepping into eternal supreme existence, where era lifeforms are like roadside gravel to us, create at will, destroy at will."

"For example, we created this Divine Court’s unofficial history, and if we want, we can easily erase it."

The painter assumed Ning Zheng went to the prehistoric era and became perplexed by those disordered timelines, but was unaware that Ning Zheng was investigating some truths.

A civilization of millions of years could be created in a second, a broad galactic river could be destroyed with a thought, which indeed could unbalance one’s mindset.

"The entertainment of the eras is only for recreation; the real focus should be on the power struggle between the few supreme beings in our world." The painter continued to advise.

"You’re behaving unusually today, are you trying to provoke my emotions, observe me, and seize the chance to capture more of my essence?" Ning Zheng glanced at him.

The painter smiled, "My good intentions are taken as having a hidden agenda, which makes me quite sad."

"This time, how do you plan to proceed?" Ning Zheng didn’t bother with him.

"Small matters hold no interest; I’m planning a grand scheme." The painter said blandly, "Intend to drain their prehistoric waters, dry up the upstream."

"How do you want me to cooperate?" Ning Zheng was straightforward; the painter must have had a reason to come.

Otherwise, this artist obsessed with painting would have long indulged in his art.

The painter’s expression grew solemn, "When I prepare to release their prehistoric floodwaters, they will certainly retaliate."

"They’ll dispatch a great force to attack again, destroy the unofficial histories I’ve painted, and take the material back."

"You should know, painting an unofficial history is a tremendous workload, it’s difficult to create, but it takes only an instant for their army to overrun and destroy a piece of history."

Ning Zheng understood.

So, he’s responsible for unleashing the flood, and we are responsible for defending the battle?

"Will the Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerate appear in this battle?" Ning Zheng asked, "If such unconventional combat power emerges, it would probably require another being of similar level to withstand."

The painter didn’t answer directly but said, "According to Xian, originally there are five vacant Immortal Venerate positions."

"Three have been confirmed, Ring, Calamity, Oath Master... two are still missing."

"You follow the Auspicious Path..."

"I’ve reserved the other position." The painter said casually.

"And destiny?" Ning Zheng said, "Where is destiny?"

"Can’t be seen." The painter said faintly, "The position of the Supreme Immortal Venerable is outside the specifications; no one can see destiny."

No one can see destiny?

Ning Zheng pondered, "Then no one has sought to confirm destiny?"

"Not clear."

The painter was three times unaware, "Perhaps destiny already exists, perhaps someone has confirmed it, or perhaps so-called destiny... has never appeared, it’s all our imagination, we are just speculating there is this supreme position."

"If destiny could be seen clearly, it wouldn’t be destiny."

These words were profound and mysterious.

But destiny itself is unobservable.

It seems that Immortal Venerates can create the future, traverse past, present, and control the destiny of all beings, but in reality, that is not destiny.

It’s merely their powerful ability.

"I’m confirming Auspicious... but I also want to confirm destiny." Ning Zheng said.

The painter smiled faintly and said, "You can try, who knows, maybe Auspicious... is just a disguise for the destiny position?"

"What position are you confirming?" Ning Zheng said.

The painter certainly wasn’t an enigmatic person; an average person would hide at this point.

But he revealed it, saying, "I am confirming the future."

Ning Zheng raised an eyebrow, jokingly, "Really? The future, it looks powerful at a glance, is that also a position?"

"Who knows." The painter’s voice was calm, yet startling, "Three Immortal Venerates control the past, Xian controls the present, I control the future, nothing wrong with that."

"Do I not release future after future when I open the floodgates?"

Ning Zheng was stunned.

Ning Zheng could no longer discern the truth in the painter’s words.

He now realized: This painter didn’t seem right.

Who knows what kind of quirky persona this painter had, but it wasn’t the main one.

He couldn’t help but silently gripe: The painter is indeed an introverted genius, hides away at home, socially anxious, yet yearns for an extroverted persona.

Every time he goes out, he paints different personalities, yearning for another kind of life.

The painter continued, "Xian, that fellow, obviously represents the present, but likes to call himself Wei, saying he’s the future... when actually I am the future."

"I can confirm anytime, but I choose not to, I just want to hide in the future, and let their floodwaters shine."

Ning Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Including Xian? Xian and them are in the same place, draining the prehistoric, they’ll all die."

"Of course." The painter said blandly, "Jiu Shui, your Manor Master, Xin Xichen, all should die together."

"Makes sense." Ning Zheng agreed.

Then, the painter and Ning Zheng plotted a grand scheme together.

Ning Zheng’s decision on his side was to protect the unofficial history water sources here, and internally, let those blacksmiths cause trouble to ignite a war in the river of time.

Inside and outside cooperation, a great endeavor.

This painter wasn’t normal either; before leaving, he asked Ning Zheng, "By the way, in your previous battle with Chang Zhen, you should have nearly completed the Auspicious Path, any remaining preconditions?"

Ning Zheng didn’t hide, "Qi Fortune, massive amounts of Qi Fortune."

"I see." The painter nodded, "I’ll prepare the corresponding unofficial histories, each in a style similar to the Divine Court, but worshiping your Xi Rong... will prepare it for you."

Ning Zheng was speechless, "You want me to confirm the Way, resist the military invasion, then help drain the prehistoric, and finally die in the prehistoric?"

"As the Celestial Phenomenon, it would be a fitting death." The painter said, "Man triumphs over Heaven, can’t happen without sacrifice."

Ning Zheng felt he could no longer bear it, "Next time you come, you better change to a different persona."

The painter didn’t respond and vanished in place.

Ning Zheng didn’t fool him; his previous battle with Chang Zhen had indeed reached a bottleneck; to confirm Auspicious, it truly required a massive amount of Qi Fortune power.

Using the Qi Fortune Gambling Table’s conversion method.

Roughly needed, 10,000 trillion.

Based on his current output, approximately 1 trillion per day, it would take roughly ten thousand days.

This time is rather short.

And with higher-dimensional enhancement, the painter’s help to paint more timelines reaching it is just a matter of minutes.