What lay at the end of the River of Time and Destiny? Other than the Teacher, no one knew.
Perhaps it was the end of the universe, perhaps the beginning of a new cycle of reincarnation, perhaps the entrance to another world—regardless of which guess was correct, all of them felt rather distant to Zheng Qing, who had just descended upon the remnants of the Black Prison Battle's branching timeline.
Black Prison Battlefield.
Dean Urban of Atlas Academy uneasily glanced at the giant ape, which had lost two heads and six arms. Rat Immortal and the Wanderer Wizard also warily put a little more distance between themselves and the giant ape.
First, a young wizard had blown apart a renowned Arch Druid with a single shot.
Then, the headmaster of Jiuyou Academy seemed to have suffered some terrifying magical backlash, and his true form underwent an enormous transformation. Even a wizard hopeless at Divination Studies could sense that something was wrong from such a drastic difference. For a time, the eyes of every wizard with a modicum of skill focused on this corner of the battlefield.
Yet the two people at the center of the vortex turned a blind eye to those gazes.
"—What are you up to now?"
The giant ape irritably tore off the two heads on its shoulders, already shriveled like dried walnuts, and casually stuffed them into its mouth, crunching them as it looked at the Young Legendary before it with puzzlement in its eyes.
Its expression, however, remained indifferent from beginning to end.
That only made it seem stranger still.
"Testing a gun."
Zheng Qing pointed at the Jidu branch guns hanging from his belt, his tone light. "I split several 'sub-guns' off the Jidu Gun and wanted to test their power. I figured neither