Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 650 - 602: Two Time Spaces

The afternoon tangerine sunlight was like strands of beautiful drapes, dancing lightly among the bamboo groves.

Wu Hen walked towards Fairy Gong Qin, hoping she wouldn't tell him she had a powerful ancestor who traversed the world three hundred years ago.

Upon learning that the Heavenly Gate Wu Hen had to pass through was to return to three hundred years ago, Fairy Gong Qin's expression grew complex.

"Do you have nothing to advise me on?" Wu Hen asked proactively, seeing that Fairy Gong Qin remained silent for a long time.

Fairy Gong Qin continued her silence, merely looking at Wu Hen, communicating with her eyes that this path was extremely arduous.

"Did your Sword Immortal Lineage not participate three hundred years ago?" Wu Hen continued to inquire.

She still refused to speak.

This puzzled Wu Hen even more; what role did the Sword Immortal Lineage play in the Infinite City three hundred years ago? Clearly, Fairy Gong Qin knew, but she was unwilling to share anything with him.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, let's talk about something else; consider it small talk before our farewell. What's your plan after this? Will you continue to guard the Infinite City, focusing on your cultivation, or will you let go of your obsession with becoming a Jade Immortal and wander the colorful mundane world, experiencing the cleansing of life's tribulations?" Wu Hen changed the topic.

"Rather than my plans, why don't you leave behind a small wish for me to fulfill for you?" Fairy Gong Qin said.

"The way you're speaking, you're insisting I leave some kind of final wish with you. How could I possibly die in a piece of history that's already happened?" Wu Hen said.

"What small wish do you have?" Fairy Gong Qin asked.

"You can live a very long, even a thousand-year life. I watched an anime, it's quite interesting. In a similar life-and-death test, the female protagonist thought she wouldn't survive the upcoming battle, so she told the male protagonist, who could live for a thousand years, that if she died, he should place her favorite flower on her grave..." Wu Hen recounted the story.

Fairy Gong Qin was intrigued, captivated by the story. It was apparent she could live for a thousand years, whereas Wu Hen, even if he became a Black Immortal, would still have the human lifespan of a century...

Immortals do not engage in excessive emotional entanglements with mortals, not because the feelings aren't precious, but because the deeper the connection, the hundred-year-long mortal's life ends naturally, leaving the immortal to live the next nine hundred years in the agony of memory. Some people's feelings fade with time, while others crystallize into cherished remembrances, which weigh heavily on the inner soul.

"So, did the female protagonist you mentioned die in battle, and did the male protagonist place her favorite flower on her grave?" Fairy Gong Qin asked.

Wu Hen shook his head, yet did not provide the romantic and special answer.

Time would tell Fairy Gong Qin what to do.

...

At night, Wu Hen went to Su Li's residence.

She suggested taking a walk down the street.

They strolled along the streets of Infinite City, where the cultures of different Human Clans intertwined.

Despite spending night after night together for more than a month, Su Li, as the Day Patrol Deity, did not remember every experience.

Wu Hen did not insist; perhaps the events couldn't be remembered, but the feelings remained, so he treated it as caring for a K-drama heroine with amnesia, with no regrets at all.

"Three hundred years ago... it should be right after the dark era of Da Xuan had ended, and the end of a dark era is destined to have a wise ruler. We rarely preserve historical events and figures, only technological inheritance, so it's hard for me to provide clues from three hundred years ago, but what you need to face must be Da Xuan's most intelligent group of people," Su Li said.

"It's alright, I'm just here to bid farewell, you quite like antique items..."

"Yes, every antique that has endured the test of time must carry a very touching story. I love antiques, and even more so the stories they embody. If I could choose, I would rather become an antique, observing every intriguing era quietly and not partaking, just silently admiring the changing of people and the world," Su Li shared a childish wish of hers.

"Haha, that might be difficult to achieve, but when I travel back, I can bring you some specialties from three hundred years ago to appreciate and study," Wu Hen said with a smile.

"Since you can go back to three hundred years ago, why not make an item yourself, place it somewhere, and let it experience the waves of time like a message in a bottle? Perhaps one day, I might stumble upon it somewhere, wouldn't that be more meaningful?" Su Li proposed her idea.

"Make one myself?" Wu Hen was a bit surprised, then couldn't help but laugh.

Indeed, returning to three hundred years ago, crafting a small item on the spot, when time returns to the present, it would be an old artifact weathered by three centuries.

A little romance unique to a time traveler.

Wu Hen nodded, agreeing to her innocent and romantic idea.

"Look at the sky, hasn't the Heaven Respecting Ceremony ended? Why is such a spectacle appearing again??"

"What are those? Why does it feel like there's another layer of space in the sky?"

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On the streets, people lifted their heads, each staring at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The clouds seemed to be painting, drawing figures that resembled the Asura War God on ancient battlefields. They were mighty and divine, creating splendid dynamics, as if ancient gods and Buddhas were manifesting.

The vault of heaven was like an amber mirror screen, reflecting the silhouette of the entire Infinite City, similar streets, buildings, rivulets, and distant mountains...

During the Heaven Respecting Ceremony, Heaven opened a shallow rift, releasing countless strange lights. Gazing into it, everyone seemed to envision a beautiful future.

But this time, the vision in the sky conveyed a different emotional signal, as mournful as the Twilight of the Gods, more like the devastation of the world's end, those deity images shaped by clouds were falling, the crimson mist akin to blood flowing throughout the Infinite City.

Suddenly, the blood was like excessive red paint on a canvas, dripping thickly down the sky, falling into the real Infinite City, as the intense scent of blood spread across the city...

People began to panic; they initially thought it was a Mirage-like scene that would vanish with a gust of night wind, yet they realized the blood seeping from the battlefield in the sky flowed to where they stood, boiling hot, dripping onto tiles, flowing down the streets, splattering onto their bodies!

"What is going on???" Wu Hen was also utterly astonished, not understanding what was happening in the skies above Infinite City.

"Wu Hen! The time pit is in the sky, that is the Infinite City from three hundred years ago!" At this moment, Rat hurried over from another direction, informing Wu Hen that the cross-era battle had begun!

Wu Hen never imagined the past would be presented in this manner, not by crossing, not by awakening in that era, but by mirroring in the skies above the already High-dimensional Powered Infinite City!

In other words, anyone within the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins just had to look up to witness everything happening three hundred years ago...

Two epochs, reflecting in the heavens and the earth of one city!