The Future

(The previous data was calculated incorrectly. Five thousand years in Heaven is nine billion years below.)

"Let's go to the future."

The Son of Heaven killed decisively, holding nothing back.

Because even if he did not kill his opponent, the opponent would commit suicide anyway, absolutely refusing to give him the chance to interrogate him.

Time Stop?

Spatial Lockdown?

Life Control?

If it had been anyone else, they could have been captured with ease. But the opponent had mastered the introductory blueprints of space, time, and life, so he could not be stopped.

The opponent possessed the most basic ability to resist.

And aside from the memories in his mind, the Son of Heaven understood all the opponent's secrets the instant he saw him. Before dimensional dissection, there was nowhere for the opponent to hide.

"As expected of Space. Among the Three Supreme Gods, it is first in killing power."

Atabia smiled.

He had crossed over many times, so he naturally knew how terrifying the Son of Heaven's destructive power was. His various martial arts techniques were simply inconceivable—the ultimate peak of skill.

"It's starting."

The Son of Heaven looked up and smiled faintly. "Time is ultimately a dangerous yet fascinating thing. Now that we have quelled the wars and established a dynasty, we have already entered the stagnant, tranquil period of the Cosmic Era. Let us cross over this boredom and reach the future we yearn for."

Amid the endless golden radiance, matter surged forth. Atabia also took a step forward and said, "The flow of all things, the surge of time, the roar of life, the flicker of space—the four great wills will bring the universe into the future. Extraordinary principles will also be nurtured within it, and it may even give rise to the ultimate opportunity for