paradise of demonic gods
Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
Fang Xingjian and Lilia, who had knocked into each other, realized that they were both students from the same university and thus headed for the school together.
If no accidents were to happen, this would become a campus love story.
However, on their way to school, Parosas eventually spoke up.
“Fang Xingjian…”
A tremendous amount of information appeared in Fang Xingjian’s mind, causing his mortal brain to almost undergo a system breakdown. However, as the information continued to gush in, the expression in his eyes gradually turned from being perplexed to gaining clarity.
“I… Fang Xingjian…
“Thank you, Parosas. If it isn’t for you, I’d really have forgotten about these.”
However, before they could exclaim over the situation, space-time changed, and the timeline migrated once again.
Amidst large patches of metal ruins, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The entire world was at its end due to nuclear attacks.
Fang Xingjian became a hunter on the wasteland, specializing in hunting mutated demonic beasts in order to earn money.
He had known the Parosas in his mind since a young age, but he was skeptical about what Parosas said. Nevertheless, with Parosas’s guidance, his physical attributes had improved very quickly, and he had even grasped some extraordinary powers that were similar to psychokinesis.
Therefore, in the next few years, he got stronger rapidly with Parosas’s help. Simultaneously, he swept through the wastelands and finally dominated the entire world five years later. His strength arrived at a level that was comparable to tier five of the Divine level, and he grasped a portion of high-dimensional sensory abilities.
“Parosas, you were right. I recalled my past memories…”
After regaining a part of his memories, Fang Xingjian got stronger very quickly. However, after he spent several years to get back his capabilities and memories, space-time changed and the timeline changed once again.
This time around, Fang Xingjian became a small employee in the city and was constantly going through hardships because of his job.
Parosas looked at this scene and did not say anything anymore.
He already understood that no matter how he tried to help Fang Xingjian, his actions would be in vain and meaningless with each timeline migration as long as the battle with the demonic gods continued.
‘The only way for Fang Xingjian to awaken once again and get back his powers is to rely on himself.
‘However, if he wishes to rely on his own will to traverse space-time, how strong will his will need to be?’
This time around, the space-time changed even faster, and Parosas realized that it had merely been a couple of minutes when space-time changed once again. Fang Xingjian was moved from the modern city to an ancient society, and he became a farmer’s son.
Parosas thought, ‘But Zuo Qingcang won’t fight a war he has no confidence winning. Since he’s really doing this, does this mean that he has backup plans? The day isn’t up yet.’
Although it seemed as if several hundred or even over 1,000 years had passed in the timeline due to the space-time changes, it was just a change to the timeline and history. Through Parosas’s senses, he perceived that he had merely gone through several hours of time.
Therefore, Parosas watched silently as Fang Xingjian went through various space-time changes.
He detected that the frequency of the space-time changes and the rate of the timeline migration was getting increasingly faster.
Before he had arrived in a newly-formed timeline for even ten seconds, space-time would change once again and the timeline would migrate again.
Moreover, this speed was still increasingly incessantly. From ten seconds to five seconds and then to one second. Subsequently, it even became 0.001 seconds and 0.0001 seconds.
The chaotic world in front of him made it hard for Parosas to open his eyes. This also showed how intense the battle between the demonic gods was. In almost every 0.0001 second, there would be an exchange between them that resulted in several tens or over 100 parallel universes would migrating.
Moreover, this speed was still accelerating.
In the end, the things that kept on flashing before Parosas were various blurry lights and shadows. As the changes to the timeline became increasingly faster, all of his sensory abilities gradually lost their effect. All matter, space-time, and energies became extremely blurry, making it hard for one to grasp them.
At the next instant, beyond the distant space-time, a glistening sphere that was approximately the size of the moon emitted a translucent glow trembled slightly.
The appearance of this sphere clearly bore great resemblance with the Eye of Denouement that Fang Xingjian was cultivating.
Right now, with each timeline migration, there would be a tremendous amount of data and information traversing the limits of space-time and arriving in this magnified version of the Eye of Denouement. A large amount of information kept on seething within the magnified version of the Eye of Denouement.
Each stream of information contained the consciousness of a Fang Xingjian that came from a parallel universe. These streams of streams of consciousness were put together like Gu bugs. They would kill and engulf each other until the point where all other streams of consciousness other than themselves were left.
As more and more information gushed into this Eye of Denouement, more and more consciousness kept on killing each other amongst the mountain load of electric signals. The Eye of Denouement’s tremors became increasingly stronger until it reached a certain limit, and a brand new consciousness was born.
“I…”
Fang Xingjian felt as if his consciousness had appeared from a stretch of chaos. He seemed to have experienced many rounds of endless killings before waking up with great difficulty.
In fact, it was true that he had gone through countless killings and experiences. Each time his consciousness from a parallel world entered the Eye of Denouement, both sides would try to kill and engulf each other.
It was like he had fought against versions of himself from countless parallel worlds and engulfed their consciousness.
Within just a few hours, it felt as if he had experienced the passing of several billion years. The long life and countless experiences filled up his brain and extruded his original life.
Compared to the life he had gone through for over 20 years, it seemed that these experiences took up a larger part of his life.
However, he knew that these experiences were not real. They were not his real experiences. Fang Xingjian could only put in all of his efforts to suppress these experiences and thoughts that he had engulfed.
After being wiped out and suppressed repeatedly, Fang Xingjian’s will kept on being integrated together with his martial art principles. It was like a divine sword that was getting increasingly sharper, slashing the the other thoughts and suppressing them.
This was also Zuo Qingcang’s true objective. He had already prepared this Eye of Denouement, that was the size of the moon, for Fang Xingjian. The Eye of Denouement that Fang Xingjian cultivated was merely a tool to link up with it.
Using this Eye of Denouement and then making use of the battle with the 12 demonic gods, which resulted in the occurrence where several ten thousand or hundred thousand timeline migrations and the creation and destruction of universes would take place within a single second… It could be said that the powers of the 13 demonic gods had been borrowed to accelerate Fang Xingjian’s growth, making his will become like a sword which kept on being tempered to become increasingly sharper.