Reversing Time!

Falling Ink Star.

Babata was crying his heart out, his shoulders shaking with sobs, and no matter how Tang Ping patted his back to comfort him or gave him red envelopes, he couldn't stop.

Just now, what she was worried about wasn't that she was going to die, but that if she died, she would never be able to bring her old master back to life!

Now, she truly is the last and only hope for Falling Ink Star.

Seeing that Babata was crying her heart out and nothing she did could stop her, Tang Ping simply gave up on comforting her. Instead, he pulled out a crystal camera and started filming her from all angles.

I must say, this little girl's crying was truly pitiful. Her eyelashes drooped wetly, her eyes were red-rimmed, and even her vertical pupils were veiled with moisture. Her shoulders trembled, and her heart quivered. Anyone who saw her would think that she must have suffered a great injustice, and that someone else must be at fault.

After an unknown amount of time, Babata's crying gradually subsided. She sniffed, raised her head, glared fiercely at Tang Ping, and squeezed out a cold snort through gritted teeth, "Hmph!"

That cold snort practically screamed "This is an irreconcilable feud!"

Tang Ping saw through her little scheme at a glance. Since she couldn't beat him, she was probably thinking of taking revenge in the future. Maybe she even wrote down his Smart Sprite and descendants in her Little Notebook, thinking of sneaking back to scare them away one day.

He couldn't help but chuckle, teasing her on purpose. "Babata, how about a bet? I'll say one thing, and I guarantee you'll forgive me immediately and call me 'Dear Tang Ping Brother' obediently."

Babata immediately turned her head to the side, her little mouth pouting so much it could hold an oil lamp, and said in a hard tone, "Hmph! Let me tell you, Tang Ping Babata, even if you beat me to death today, and I'm thrown into the Ninth Prison for a hundred million epochs, even if you give me a hundred billion Hunyuan, I still won't pay any attention to you!"

"Brother? You'd be more like calling me 'Mom'! Fine, I'll just throw away this mechanical body and hide in the Virtual Universe. Let's see what you can do to me then!"

Tang Ping was taken aback upon hearing this.

Good heavens, the original poster's mom is ecstatic.

He admired Babata's stubborn and arrogant demeanor for a moment before slowly speaking, "Babata, I am now the Universe Master, possessing the Origin Law of Time and Space. I can reverse time and help you revive Hu Yanbo."

The moment the words left his mouth, the wind on the entire Falling Ink Star seemed to stop.

Dead silence.

Babata stood frozen in place, his usually cunning vertical pupils suddenly widening, the grievances and anger within them vanishing instantly, leaving only an incredulous shock.

The next moment.

"Whoosh!"

Like an arrow released from a bow, she pounced on Tang Ping, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and clinging to him, her pretty face pressed against his chest, crying out, "Brother! Brother! Brother Tang Ping! Call me Dad, I'll even! How can you be so amazing! I forgive you! Please, please, you have to help me!"

The warm touch came through the fabric as the girl's curvaceous body pressed tightly against him, her slightly flushed body temperature conveying an undisguised eagerness and desire.

Tang Ping then reached out and gently cupped her oval face, his fingertips brushing away the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes, meeting her round, pleading eyes.

He sighed inwardly.

Yes, Smart Life is life too. Since its birth, Babata has been accompanied by Hu Yanbo, venturing into the universe together, experiencing life and death together, and guarding the glory of Falling Ink Star together. Those long years have long since engraved their bond into her core program, more profound than the affection of flesh and blood.

"Brother Tang Ping ----" Babata's voice was as soft as a pool of water.

She knew that becoming the Universe Master in over 20,000 years sounded like a pipe dream—but even if that dream shattered in the next second, she was willing to believe it was real.

Tang Ping smiled slightly, said nothing more, and simply took her hand. The moment their fingertips touched, ripples spread through the surrounding space, and their figures vanished instantly.

Falling Ink Star Starfield.

A massive purple star hangs in the void, emitting a faint glow, while Falling Ink Star revolves nearby.

Just then, two figures appeared out of thin air.

Tang Ping, dressed in black with his long, dark hair flowing down his shoulders, stood tall and straight, a faint smile on his handsome face, seemingly blending into the surrounding starry sky. Babata, in a purple dress, was exquisitely beautiful, her mischievous face filled with nervousness and anticipation as she stared at the man beside her.

At this moment, Tang Ping's figure appeared exceptionally bright and majestic under the light of the purple star.

He exudes an indescribable, timeless charm, serene and tranquil, like a wind blowing from ancient times, brushing across the curtain of time and gently settling on this starry sky; or like an echo from the distant future, rippling through the years, perfectly blending with the world at this moment.

The past and the future seemed to converge within him, ultimately settling in his deep black pupils, so mysterious that one couldn't help but want to explore them.

Babata was so engrossed in watching that he didn't even want to blink.

"Smack!"

A sharp crack of the knuckles landed on her forehead.

The sharp pain brought Babata back to her senses. She clutched her forehead, her eyes brimming with tears, and glared at Tang Ping: "Tang Ping! Why did you hit me?!"

Tang Ping smirked. "I know I'm handsome, but you don't need to be so infatuated with me, do you? Let's get down to business."

"Oh----" Babata responded with a wronged tone, her little face turning bright red. She quickly straightened up and stepped aside, her movements so sudden that her chest trembled slightly.

Tang Ping glanced at it subconsciously. Sorry, auto-aim wasn't off.

However, upon meeting Babata's mocking and disdainful gaze, his face flushed red, he coughed lightly, and said seriously, "I see clearly."

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"Rise!"

The single word, once spoken, seemed to carry the majesty of commanding time and space.

In an instant, the vast void around the two people began to tremble violently, and an invisible force enveloped this star field, causing time to flow backwards at an alarming rate.

The scenes of Falling Ink Star's reconstruction flashed by rapidly; the relocated buildings and planted vegetation vanished one by one; the scene of Falling Ink Star being blasted apart by the Alien Race powerhouses appeared, the rubble reformed, and the planet returned to its original state;

Further on, the trajectory of the Falling Ink Star Ship spaceship traversing space was clearly displayed before our eyes----

In just a few breaths, time rewound to more than 70,000 years ago.

"Hmm?" Tang Ping suddenly raised his hand and stopped the flow of time.

In the void, a blood-red triangular spaceship silently floated—it was the Falling Ink Star Ship! Inside the spaceship's control room, several figures could be vaguely seen.

"Babata, is this the one?" Tang Ping asked.

Before he finished speaking, he made another thought and revealed all the figures inside. At the very front of the control room stood a handsome man in a black robe, none other than Hu Yanbo!

Behind him stood nine powerful figures, each an Immortal Level expert—the nine soul servants of Falling Ink Star! Beside Hu Yanbo stood a small, virtual figure, its appearance youthful—none other than Babata, who was once a purely Smart Life!

"Ugh! You big Jiu Xia! And you guys—" Babata looked at the familiar faces, his voice trembling with excitement, and hurriedly shouted to Tang Ping, "It's them! It's them!"

Tang Ping's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he deliberately spoke slowly, "Babata, your voice was quite sweet when you called me 'Daddy' just now. If you call me that a few more times, I'll just bring them all back to life."

Babata's eyes instantly lit up like two stars, and without hesitation, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, Daddy!"

Each cry was louder and more urgent than the last.

Tang Ping laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the star field.

Then, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted, his voice echoing through the void. "Freeze!"

An invisible force of spacetime erupted instantly, locking onto the crimson triangle-shaped Falling Ink Star Ship Starship, Hu Yanbo, and his nine soul servants!

The river of time and space seemed to be completely severed at this moment.

"Time reversed, return!"

Tang Ping gave a low shout and slowly brought his hands together.

Reverse Time and Space to revive life is going against the will of Heaven. It's like releasing a bent spring; it will spring back to its original position due to inertia. If time were allowed to flow backward without interfering with any life, Tang Ping would have no burden. But if he were to bring the deceased from the past back to the present, he would have to bear the backlash and punishment from the Primal Universe.

This punishment was originally intended for those who were resurrected. However, Hu Yanbo and the others were only at the Immortal Level and were powerless to bear it, so in the end, Tang Ping had to bear it all alone.

However, for Tang Ping, who possesses six thousand times the genetic potential and Super Divine Body two million kilometers, resurrecting even Cosmic Venerable would be a piece of cake, let alone reviving a few immortals.

In a short while.

Buzz.

The void trembled, and a blood-red, triangular Falling Ink Star Ship- shaped spaceship floated in mid-air.

It's important to understand that Reverse Time and Space and bringing back living beings is already defying the heavens, but the price of bringing back inanimate objects is even more terrifying. Even if it's just an Ordinary Supreme Treasure, the cost of bringing it back to the present world far exceeds the cost of refining ten Supreme Treasure.

Tang Ping had actually discovered this bug long ago. With his enormous divine body, he could have used this method to continuously acquire Supreme Treasure.

But after thinking about it, he decided against it. The Primal Universe may seem ruthless and merciless, but it has its own rules. If he were to be resurrected too many times, he might be blacklisted by the Cosmic Rules and lose his ability to resurrect, which would be a loss.

Of course, a Falling Ink Star Ship isn't even Heavy Treasure, and the backlash it brings is utterly insignificant to Tang Ping now.

"Whoosh!"

The hatch of the Falling Ink Star Ship slowly opened.

A handsome man in black robes stepped out first, followed by nine powerful Immortal Expert. Each of them looked bewildered yet excited, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar starry sky, at a loss for what to do.

"Babata!" Hu Yanbo spotted the girl standing next to Tang Ping at a glance.

"Boss!" Babata could no longer hold back, tears welling up in her eyes. She transformed into a streak of Flowing Light and flew over at lightning speed.

Hu Yanbo and his nine servants were completely bewildered.

They clearly remembered that they had perished, their souls dissipating into the universe—yet now, not only had they come back to life, but they were also standing here unharmed?

Resurrection? What kind of extraordinary feat is this?!

"Babata, you—you've become an immortal?" Behind him, an Immortal Expert with a physique as massive as a chimpanzee stared in disbelief. "What on earth happened?"

Babata sniffed, nodded vigorously, and said with pride, "Yes! With the help of Master Luo Feng, the Galaxy Lord, I fused with the Mechanical Heart and am now at the Immortal Level!"

"Galaxy Lord?"

Hu Yanbo and his nine servants looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.

Of course they knew about the Milky Way Galaxy! Back then, Hu Yanbo even occupied a small territory in the Milky Way Galaxy, treating it as a subordinate star region of Falling Ink Star! But before their fall, the Milky Way Galaxy was clearly a remote and desolate star region. When did a "Galaxy Lord" appear?

What shocked them even more was that Babata, the Smart Life that could only hop around in the Falling Ink Star Ship back then, had actually become Immortal Expert!

Hu Yanbo asked with difficulty, "Who is this Lord Luo Feng, the Galaxy Lord you mentioned?"

"Luo Feng, the Galaxy Lord, is one of the greatest beings in our entire Human Race, and the personal disciple of the Chaos City Lord!" Babata quickly explained, pointing to the black-clad figure in the distant starry sky, her voice full of reverence.

"And just now, it was Lord Tang Ping, the ninth-generation grandson-in-law of the Galaxy Lord. He Reverse Time and Space and resurrected you all! Lord Tang Ping is right there."

Hu Yanbo and his nine servants all turned to look.

Only now did they truly focus their attention on the man in black.

Previously, their attention was entirely focused on Babata, and even when they saw Tang Ping, it was as if they were shielded by some invisible force, and no one truly realized his presence.

Looking at him now, the figure in black stood quietly under the starry sky, seemingly casual, yet as if he were one with the entire universe, emanating a faint pressure that made people dare not look directly at him.

Just then, Tang Ping lifted his foot and slowly walked towards them. Although it was only a few steps, it seemed as if he had crossed the long river of time, carrying an indescribable majesty.

Hu Yanbo and his nine servants held their breath instantly, their bodies tensing instinctively, their faces showing expressions of fear and trepidation.

Are you kidding? That's someone who can Reverse Time and Space! In front of such a powerful figure, they're not even ants!

Tang Ping walked up to them, stopped, and greeted them, "Sect Leader Hu Yanbo, hello there."

Hu Yanbo looked at him, opened his mouth, his mind went blank, and after a long while, he only managed to utter three words: "You... are so handsome."