Outside Of Time

Chapter 1828: Desolate’s Right Eye!

Editor: Atlas Studios

Xu Qing was indeed about to tear himself apart!

To manifest the long corridor within his soul, Xu Qing couldn’t achieve it through active means.

During his years at Mount Morning Glow, he had finally referenced some special methods and found a way!

That was... to use the Primordial Sacrifice of the Bizarre to turn himself inside out!

Since the corridor existed within his soul, flipping his entire being inside out and then performing the sacrifice—while leveraging a life-and-death crisis—would, according to Xu Qing’s deductions, have an extremely high chance of success.

However, this method was excessively cruel and unbearable for ordinary people.

But for Xu Qing, it was the only way.

Thus, as the Emperor Sword descended and the wound from his brow split open, running down his entire body, his cultivation erupted outward in a violent shockwave.

In the next instant—With a soft crunch,

The Red Moon’s authority manifested as an external force, transforming into a mist of blood that condensed into a red altar!

Then, the Ghost Emperor Mountain inverted to become the altar’s support, hoisting it high!

Golden Crow chains coiled around the mountain’s base, linking it to the altar, swaying of their own accord.

The Poison Restriction descended, rolling black mist surging to empower Xu Qing.

Next, Prison D132 was summoned.

The deranged old painter emerged, grinding morning glow with the millstone to paint the altar. At the southern corner of the altar, he cackled madly and drove his brush into his own forehead.

The stone lion trembled, letting out a piercing roar.

Then, from within the venomous mist, a grinning straw doll swayed into view, kneeling at the eastern corner of the altar and raising the Bottle of Time with both hands.

At the western corner, the god’s hand manifested, placing the severed head from Prison D132 before it.

The head’s voice rang out shrilly:

"You’re dead! You’re dead! You’re dead!"

This spectacle... was none other than the Primordial Sacrifice of the Bizarre!

Three of its corners were already occupied by sacrificial offerings—only the northern corner before Xu Qing remained empty.

Thus, the moment the sacrifice took form, Xu Qing, seated at the altar’s center, shuddered violently.

The immortal energy within him transformed into intangible blades. Centered on the wound at his brow, they swept across every inch of his body between flesh and skin.

Excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his mind.

Xu Qing’s body... was now flayed.

His flesh remained, but his skin... became a garment!

Under the residual immortal energy, his skin peeled away from his body, falling to either side until it completely separated—landing before him at the altar’s northern corner.

Xu Qing had flayed himself alive, offering his own skin as sacrifice.

Now, his body was stripped bare—only bloody flesh and sinew remained, a horrifying sight. Yet his sacrifice was far from over!

The Emperor Sword rose again, descending toward his brow.

This time, what it split open... was Xu Qing’s flesh!

Guided by his own immortal energy, the sword’s edge grew even sharper, skimming along his bones to sweep across his entire body.

Peeling flesh from bone!

His stripped flesh flew from his body, landing on the altar’s northern corner atop his skin!

But it didn’t end there. Bereft of skin and flesh, Xu Qing—still seated at the altar’s center—watched as the Emperor Sword flashed once more.

Amid the reverberations of sword energy, his bones and internal organs were forcibly separated!

They all fell onto the northern corner of the altar—bones atop flesh, organs atop bones!

At the altar’s center, only one thing remained...

Xu Qing’s soul!

His soul hovered there, radiating madness.

"Sacrifice!"

As this soul-voice rang out, the Primordial Sacrifice of the Bizarre fully activated!

The altar trembled.

The surrounding void twisted and distorted as if an invisible force was tearing at the fabric of reality itself.

Countless black shadows took form, morphing into grotesque aberrant silhouettes that exuded an eerie aura, birthed from howling winds.

Their wails—some weeping, some shrieking—filled the air as their numbers multiplied endlessly.

The moment they appeared, like blood-crazed beasts, they lunged straight for Xu Qing’s soul!

Across every dimension, every concept, every narrative—whether void, time, or parallel existence—they locked onto their target.

Xu Qing’s soul, and everything within it, was completely enveloped.

The aberrants gnawed and tore with frenzied hunger.

The dead painter laughed maniacally, his corpse-hand sketching wildly.

The stone lion roared!

"The bizarre predate the gods! They ascend the starry rings! Their realm existed before divinity!"

The severed head bounced and sang, its voice shrill as a funeral dirge!

Meanwhile, outside, the divine projections formed by Desolate’s gaze—under Crown Prince Purple Green’s grave watch—also surged forward from all directions.

They sought to annihilate everything.

At this critical juncture, as Xu Qing’s soul endured unimaginable torment, the Emperor Sword hovering before him suddenly flared with dazzling light!

Its sword energy shook the heavens as it slashed down onto Xu Qing’s soul!

The moment it struck, Xu Qing’s soul was finally split open!

The power of the primordial sacrifice, finding its outlet, flooded directly into his soul!

Tearing it wide open!

And in that instant of rupture...

Endless black mist erupted from within Xu Qing’s soul!

Within that mist, countless doors became visible!

These doors were irregular in shape—some large, some small—arranged in a formation that resembled a long corridor!

And at the deepest end of that corridor... stood an enormous throne!

Now, as the primordial aberrants and divine projections approached the black mist...

All the doors in the corridor suddenly shuddered!

Then... they began to vibrate violently!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening impacts shook heaven and earth.

It was the sound of pounding—

As if something behind each door had sensed the intrusion and was now ramming against them with all its might!

Trying to break free!

The terrifying force behind those strikes carried an oppressive aura, accompanied by low growls that chilled the soul.

The aberrants and divine projections that had surged into the mist froze in place.

Then, expressions of unprecedented horror flashed across their faces as they scrambled to retreat!

But it was too late...

Though the doors were incredibly sturdy—seemingly unshaken no matter how fiercely the entities behind them roared or struck—

One exception existed.

Amid the violent impacts, just as the aberrants and projections tried to flee...

A wooden door deep inside the corridor—closest to the throne—suddenly emitted a boom that dwarfed all others!

Bang!!

At this sound, the roars behind the other doors paused abruptly.

Then... that distant wooden door, under this unprecedented force, creaked open a sliver!

The moment that gap appeared, strands of rotting black hair shot out!

Carrying boundless greed and savagery, they spread madly outward!

Like a starving beast unleashed after eons, the black hair lashed toward every aberrant and divine projection!

No matter how they struggled or resisted, it was futile.

The hair bound them instantly before yanking them back—

Dragging them through the door’s gap!

Then, with a resounding slam, the wooden door shut tight!

The black mist swirled violently, retreating into the corridor and swallowing everything.

Meanwhile, the primordial sacrifice reversed itself!

Using the sacrificial offerings to reconstitute Xu Qing.

In the next moment...

Xu Qing’s soul mended.

His organs, bones, flesh, and skin all returned.

Finally, as the altar dissipated, Xu Qing—now standing with a pale face—slowly lifted his head to gaze at Crown Prince Purple Green standing within Desolate’s gaze.

Not a word was spoken.

Crown Prince Purple Green was equally silent.

In this stillness, only the faint, spine-chilling sound of chewing lingered in the void.

After a long pause, Crown Prince Purple Green’s eyes gleamed with intrigue.

"You truly reached this step."

"Little Brother, I’ve waited so long for this day..."

"Now, you possess the capability... and should know that the Divine God Desolate holds supreme authority over fate."

"But did you know... Desolate’s left eye gazes upon the future, while Its right eye beholds the past?"

"Now, only Its left eye remains in the sky."

"Its right eye... is here."

He pointed downward.

With that gesture, the earth beneath Him split apart with a deafening roar!

The entire Sky Devouring Region quaked violently!

And not just this region—several neighboring regions also trembled as if struck by an earthquake.

In the next instant, across these regions, every mountain collapsed!

A colossal chasm tore through the land—

This chasm stretched across multiple regions in an instant, its length unimaginable!

It became a canyon of apocalyptic proportions—

A scar upon Wanggu!

Its epicenter was none other than the Purple Green Kingdom’s imperial palace!

Then, the canyon abruptly yawned open—

And golden light erupted from within, surging into the heavens!

If one were to observe the Sky Devouring Region from a supreme vantage point at this moment, they would see clearly...

That this canyon spanning multiple domains was, in fact—

A gigantic, open eye!

This eye was identical to the fragmented-face’s eye in the sky above!

It was...

Desolate’s right eye!

Buried deep beneath the earth, It had now opened!

And at the very center of Its pupil stood Purple Green.

At this moment, Crown Prince Purple Green stood at the convergence of gazes—

Desolate’s left eye above, Its right eye below.

Both eyes were fixed upon Him.

As their gazes intertwined, Purple Green raised His right hand.

In it, He held an object—

An ancient skull.

His own skull from lifetimes past.

Taken by Him when the Empress ascended to godhood.

Now, He lifted it high.

Under the intersecting gazes of Desolate, the skull radiated an aura of endless epochs, warping reality itself.

Around Purple Green, the environment began to flow backward through time—countless figures flickering from death back to life in reverse.

The skull’s power was melting the void, eroding time itself, dissolving everything—

Including Crown Prince Purple Green.

Only His voice remained, echoing:

"Time reverses. We return to antiquity."

"Little Brother... I await our final battle in the ancient past!"