The True Birth of the Multiverse

Heaven vanished.

Yet the living beings of that era knew nothing of it, and hardly a ripple stirred.

Because time was ethereal and elusive, from the perspective of mortal beings, they could not even sense the rate at which time was changing.

The five Timelines forked them into five versions of themselves across five Parallel Universes.

Perhaps every Parallel Universe had a similar version of themselves. Perhaps one version rose to prominence while another remained mediocre—or had already died.

Universe 02.

The Cosmic Era ruled by Li Qing.

"I wonder how everyone else is doing after we parted ways all those years ago."

Li Qing sat quietly in Heaven. "After all, in this Parallel Universe, they've all been suppressed. They're nothing but phantoms."

Naturally, he could not release them.

After all, every person had a future in which they emerged victorious.

If he released them and they stood shoulder to shoulder with him in this universe, wouldn't he be the one losing out?

Now, there were five Parallel Universes, each ruled by one of the five existences.

Moreover, the Outer Domain Heavenly Demons could attack one another, cross into each other's Parallel Universes, and plunder each other's matter.

But the saints could not personally cross between Parallel Universes.

It still came down to that same principle: even if the version of oneself in another universe was merely a phantom, it was still another self. When two selves from different spacetime continua met, they would create a terrifying paradox of spacetime.

"So, Atabia is the only saint wandering around everywhere now."

Sylvie said, "He can travel freely between the five Parallel Universes. As expected of the God of Time who controls the River of Time."

"That's not so bad." Sylvie said, "In the end, we each have our own faction. The