Chapter 1273 - 353: The Future, Chronicles of Time

Chapter 1273: Chapter 353: The Future, Chronicles of Time

"So powerful."

In the distance, Shell Immortal Venerate and others silently observed, showing a hint of envy.

Ning Zheng glanced at them a few times more.

These three Neutral Immortal Venerates were already close to awakening.

Although these three had somewhat questionable character,

their cultivation and perception were indeed not mediocre, even in the prehistoric River of Time, they would be at the level captured and nurtured by Jiumu Immortal Venerate.

[-2 billion]

[-2 billion]

[-2 billion]

Taking advantage of the rare opening ceremony, Ning Zheng casually added a wave of awakening, somewhat lending a helping hand.

Rustle!

"I have awakened!"

"Me too!"

"Three flowers bloom, I know who I am!"

Three black Three Flowers bloomed above their heads, finally living out a second lifetime, recovering their youthful days.

Hahaha!

The confusion in the eyes of these three old men quickly dispersed, replaced by youthful vigor and courage.

"These three old men can be considered a bonus... I can even casually awaken some Ghost Kings now."

Watching the artist army in the sky about to set off, Ning Zheng felt amazed that he finally had a day without financial worries.

However, speaking of which.

The Qi Fortune Gambling Table at this current stage of Ning Zheng’s development already held little significance.

1. Ghost King awakening, losing significance.

Casually awakening numerous Ghost Kings, living out a second lifetime... it no longer held any meaning for himself.

This high-dimensional era’s mass force awakening method, was simply too abundant.

2. Combat insight, losing significance.

Due to Ning Zheng’s earlier battles, he had already pushed his techniques to their theoretical limits.

No longer able to gain insights through additional points.

In terms of current realm, auspicious signs and calamities were already fully cultivated.

3. All-round assistance.

This aspect still remained quite useful.

Like a wish machine, when outdoors, it could help him handle many trivial matters.

But that was all there was to it.

"The Qi Fortune Gambling Table indeed counts as a very strong cheat, even amongst individual Immortal Venerates it is an exceedingly remarkable Supreme Treasure."

"The lower the realm, the more comfortable to use, growing up very quickly, I only took two years to reach today."

These two years, speaking of them were very astonishing.

But looking at them now, they were considered ordinary, in front of high-dimensional beings where ’time fundamentally does not exist’, they could nurture several High-dimensional True Immortals in merely one or two seconds.

Boom boom boom!

The army arranged in formation.

The River of Time opened, upstream flood released, as if a dam had neat gaps appearing.

Rustle.

A vast amount of matter and energy gushed from the tap, rushed into the artist’s sketched virtual shadows, filling them with real colors and drifted along the tide, propelling history forward!

"We, the Golden Era, Golden Race, shall successfully reach the top of the entire world, ruling the Golden Nebula!"

"No! We shall remake the world, gather all nebulae into one enormous golden sacred statue, the world lies in our hands!"

A brand new world line was rushed out, countless golden sparks gleamed, surrounded by thunder webs, the Golden God standing at the nebula’s center seemed to forge an eternal legend!

+ 2+2+2+2+2!

Instantly, dense numbers of Destiny exploded on Ning Zheng’s side, within the artist’s casually drawn unofficial histories were all Ning Zheng’s Xi Rong followers, providing him a wave of assistance.

This wave of quantity grew fat.

These days, across the entire Multi-universe River of Time, among billions of beings, how could Powerhouses without cheats have the opportunity to reach the peak?

"Second attempt!" an artist with a passionate and hot-blooded nature suddenly shouted.

Roaring sounds filled the heavens, countless sources rushed, witnessing endless linear worlds.

This was Rongtian Era, the meridians of all beings comprised various Array Maps, cultivating Array Path, forging this star civilization.

And this world line also revered Xi Rong...

Rustle.

The world began to shake, heaven and earth began to tremble.

The Divine Court world line resembled dragon boats in a race, suddenly painting out pure white waves beside them, on the vast cosmic riverbed, abruptly emerged rows of parallel time line dragon boats.

Numerous dragon boats began to run parallel, their numbers growing, the riverbed expanding, hundreds of boats in competition, eagles soaring across the sky, as if grandly marking the start of a mythic Sheng Shi.

Only the origin was visible, no end in sight.

Rumble!!

In the sky, suddenly appeared a massive artist’s virtual shadow, towering and robust, arms as if embracing the entire future time line.

His entire being cast from black ink, emitting an invisible low growl, bearing the heavens and earth, as he waved his brush, amazingly perfecting this dragon boat race painting, depicting the riverbed, creating the sky... enhancing the navigation environment of each dragon boat.

"The future... has arrived!!"

"The past... must be eradicated!!"

The artist abruptly roared.

The brush danced, ink spilled forth.

The entire future was like an ink splash painting, with the grim turbulent riverbed surging, pressurizing everyone into breathless tension.

Crack!!!

A black thunderbolt flashed across the sky, astonishingly drawn by the brush, illuminating the frightened faces of everyone in the world.

At this moment, everyone on the entire Divine Court time line beheld this scene by various means, as if witnessing the Creator God of the world, reconstructing the heavens and the earth.

In a trance, many suddenly recalled the ancient mural corridors seen within the Ancient Tomb of Time, Space, and Life.

On the ancient murals, the three major Reverent Ones were jointly creating the River of Time, shaping heaven and earth... uncannily similar to this moment!

Observing the artist’s grand gestures, aiming to rival the three Immortal Venerates, Ning Zheng showed a faintly meaningful smile, "Now, the three Immortal Venerates are going to go mad."

Sure enough.

The vast loss of matter caused the entire past to start trembling.

Almost all high-dimensional civilizations surviving in the time galactic system felt the heavens and earth draining, as if a giant balloon had its opening punctured, leaking uncontrollably.

"Artist, you!!???"

Voices filled with shock and anger came from the distant past.

"Stop!"

"You are crazy, are you truly intending to break the peace?"

"Do you want mutual destruction?"

The voices from numerous rivers clamorously reached the future, like the bustling noise of a street market.

Gazing at the gaping time fissure already torn open, the countless rays shining upon the artist’s face were like floodlights spotlighting him from the entire past, present, and future.

He seemed to have become the eternal protagonist in that single moment.

The artist showed a faint smile.

Rip!

The Giant named Time was torn open once more, as if a scar on the abdomen being ripped apart, undergoing a bloodletting therapy.

"You misunderstand," in the center of the heavens the artist showed a gentle expression, looking at the distant past,

"I’m not trying to wage comprehensive war with you."

"I’m indifferent to winning and losing, just wanting to watch a fireworks show."

The heavens quaked in unison, countless times were opened, [the future] at this moment no longer under the control of the prehistoric Immortal Venerate, revealing its true potential.

Endlessly flowing futures surged forth, diverse parallel worlds reflected their brightness, making the whole world bright and luminous, the entire universe seemed to enter a golden Divine hall.

This was already a grand Chronicles of Time.