Chu Qing raised his hand to hold the bone tube leading to the Primordial Narrative Sea.
The Aura of the five ladies are still rising and falling in the depths of Great Harmony Alliance Domain. Phoenix Emperor uses the scroll to support Stone Ridge Great Harmony's luck. Cui Moyang and the others each guard their own position, and no one can escape.
"The coordinates have been determined."
Chu Qing There is no looking back.
"Wait until I cut off the source."
Phoenix Emperor looked at White Bone Divine Ring's bent bone tube, and the sound passed through the closing channel.
"If one person comes back without one, Stone Ridge Mountain won't want it anymore."
Chu Qing's knuckles paused on the sword hilt.
"It can't be taken away."
He took a step forward.
The bone tubes shattered into white ash underfoot.
The void swallowed Chu Qing.
The next moment, the world hung upside down.
Countless incomplete stories lie before our eyes.
A city hangs over the dynasty. The names of the people in the city were cut off before they were born. Half of the wedding ceremony was stuck in front of the church. The memories of the dead turned into birds, but they could not find the history where they settled.
Countless bubble-like worlds are layered on top of one another.
Each world is only half written.
Chu Qing stands on the sea.
Under the surface of the sea, there are countless unfinished chapters.
"That's it."
He did not immediately look for Creator.
The sword light swayed from his feet.
A small boat of bones emerged from the foam. Four figures stood on the boat, holding a baby, ashes, a broken knife and an old seal respectively.
Chu Qing glanced across.
"Nameless One."
Four figures looked up at the same time.
They have no fixed faces.
What appeared at this moment were four gestating children. But when Chu Qing spoke, their faces turned into corpses, girls, old people, and blanks.
"Born..."
The figure on the left makes a sound.
"Forgetting..."
The figure on the right opened his mouth.
"Death..."
"Inheritance..."
The last sound fell, and the four of them pressed the objects in their hands into the void at the same time.
A nascent Narrative Line is generated on the sea surface.
One end of the line is connected to White Bone Divine Ring.
The other end sank deeper.
Chu Qing raised his hand and grabbed it, tearing Narrative Line apart.
Nameless One moves back at the same time.
Chu Qing did not pursue.
"Who made White Bone Divine Ring?"
The four did not answer.
Chu Qing changed the question.
"Who controls it?"
There were ripples on the sea surface.
The four figures opened their mouths, and there was only blank space in their throats.
They know what they are doing.
But I don't know why I did it.
Chu Qing's eyes darkened.
"The memory has also been deleted."
He raised his sword and pointed at Nameless One on the far left.
"Let me see."
The tip of the sword fell.
Nameless One wanted to escape, but the unfinished stories around it closed on their own, blocking all escape routes. It could only stand there and let the sword fall.
"Daluo True Meaning."
Chu Qing's voice was heard above the tide.
"Ten Thousand Laws Return to Void."
The sword's intention did not break it.
Instead, it peels off the excess narrative attached to it layer by layer.
The first level is death.
The second level is forgetting.
The third level is inheritance.
The fourth level is birth.
The four kinds of Authority broke away from the body, but did not dissipate. They rotated around Nameless One, looking for a carrier that could carry them again.
Nameless One's face is finally fixed.
That's the face of a watchman.
He stood at the edge of the world, holding a lamp that was about to go out.
"I'm not a bone tube."
He covered his forehead and his voice was broken.
"I am... the watchman of the Ninth Realm."
Chu Qing's eyes narrowed.
"I have defended three floods..."
"Watched the rise of seven dynasties..."
"Until someone takes my name."
Nameless One looked down at his body.
The place has long been taken over by bones.
"I became a pipe."
"There are many stories flowing in the bones."
He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to the deepest part of the Primordial Narrative Sea.
"The man who made you is not here."
Chu Qing said nothing.
Nameless One's fingertips traced across the sea.
A door rises in the distance.
What is behind the door is not a certain period of history.
It's the moment before every piece of history has begun.
"It's in the beginning."
"The beginning of every history... has it."
As the words fell, the watchman's face began to peel off.
Chu Qing stepped forward and held his shoulders.
"What else?"
"It... creates us..."
A little white light lights up on the Watcher's chest.
"Let us forget..."
"Replace it... to form a ring."
Chu Qing fingertips.
This bit of white light is the remaining memory.
It was also the last trace of his name before it was deleted.
"Remember."
Chu Qing Press a little Simplification True Intention into the white light.
"I'll bring you anything useful."
The watchman glanced at him.
His lips moved but he couldn't make any more sound.
His body turned into flakes of light from his feet.
Four kinds of Authority chased the light fragments and fell down, but were swept into the scabbard by Chu Qing's wave.
Deep in the bone canal, the laughter of Creator could be heard.
"Do you think you can change anything by getting your memory back?"
Chu Qing looks up.
The light of White Bone Divine Ring penetrates the narrative sea and turns into a huge bone spear.
The tip of the spear fell.
The sea exploded.
Countless unfinished stories rise from the depths and turn into countless armies of bones.
Each skeleton holds a broken Authority.
Each skeleton has no name.
"Erase them."
The voice of Creator echoed.
"You are erasing yourself."
Chu Qing looks at the sea of bones surrounding them.
He didn't swing his sword.
He raised his arm.
"Great Unity Golden Age True Form Diagram."
The scroll unfolds overhead.
There is no war in the picture.
There is only one city that has not yet been opened.
There were lights, pedestrians, and a newly born baby in the city.
When the army of bones walked into the picture, they never picked up weapons.
They did not receive orders to kill them.
Creator coordinates not received.
There is no history of war.
The army marched to the city gate and stopped.
Then it was wiped away by the first ray of morning light.
Not killed.
It was never created from the beginning.
Creator's laughter stopped abruptly.
Chu Qing Collapse the scroll.
The sea calmed down again.
But the next moment, his expression changed slightly.
There was a violent shaking in the distance.
There was originally only a thin line of cause and effect between the Primordial Narrative Sea and Stone Ridge Great Harmony. At this moment, that line has expanded violently, implicating countless newly connected worlds.
Three of the small circles lost their original memories at the same time.
A sect has forgotten its founder.
A dynasty forgets its founder.
There is another world where even one's own name has disappeared from the stone tablets.
Cui Moyang's voice came along the line of cause and effect.
"Chu Qing, Great Harmony Alliance Domain are shaking."
"What happened to those worlds?"
"The memory was taken away."
Chu Qing Hold the sword hilt.
He only rewrote one part of the future.
Tens of thousands of miles away, there are sentient beings lost.
The voice of Phoenix Emperor then sounded.
"Stop."
Chu Qing looked up at the three amnesia worlds.
They haven't disappeared.
It's just a piece of history that was dug out.
And those who have lost their memory are still alive.
Chu Qing took a breath of silence.
"Received."
He dispersed the picture of a prosperous age that had not yet unfolded.
Primordial Narrative Sea restores dead silence.
Chu Qing continues to move deeper.
The sea surface gradually sinks.
There are fewer and fewer unfinished stories.
Finally, an empty Altar rose from the center of the sea.
Altar There are no idols and no incense.
There is only one line of undried words in the center.
"The first history has yet to be completed."