# 1134
Chapter 1135: Future Him
Lin Qiye, nailed to the cross, felt his mind jolt at the sound of that voice!
He knew this voice all too well... It was unmistakably his own voice, but compared to his present self, it seemed deeper and hoarse.
His future self had actually sensed Uriel's surveillance and voluntarily broken through the time barrier?!
Lin Qiye struggled to lift his head, but under the suppression of that mysterious force, he couldn't see the full picture above him, only catching a glimpse with his peripheral vision.
At the other end of the river of time, it seemed to be a simple courtyard. Lin Qiye could see the maple tree in the corner of the yard, the pond with koi fish, and the half-finished game of Go on the stone table...
And then, there was a figure standing under the maple tree, hands clasped behind his back.
Due to the angle, Lin Qiye couldn't see the person clearly, but judging from the voice, it was indeed himself.
"Hell?" The figure squinted, lost in thought. "So that's how it is..."
Above the valley, Uriel stretched his broken wings, and the crimson eye in his shattered eye socket疯狂地蠕动着。
Seemingly sensing that the situation had turned unfavorable, that eyeball quickly controlled Uriel's corpse, wanting to retract the domain covering the entire valley. The river of time flowing above Lin Qiye and An Qingyu also began to gradually fade...
At that moment, a cold hum came from the other side of the river of time:
"Since this God's Ruins has opened up, whether it can be closed again is no longer up to you..."
Under the maple tree, the figure with hands clasped behind his back gently stepped on the ground, and an invisible ripple spread out, passing through the river of time and rapidly expanding from above Lin Qiye. It forcibly held up the fading Seraph domain, and even the river of time that had begun to fade was solidified once more!
On Uriel's cheek, the laughter coming from the dense恶嘴 suddenly stopped. The red worms writhed frantically, revealing terror.
Uriel had lost control of this God's Ruins.
Lin Qiye, bound to the black cross, witnessed the reversal of Uriel's God's Ruins with his own eyes. Suddenly, he keenly sensed a gaze falling upon him from above.
It was him?
He was watching me from the future?
Above Lin Qiye, besides the river of time, there was nothing else. The only one who could be looking at him was his future self...
The future self's reversal of the God's Ruins just now had shocked him profoundly. Although he didn't know what realm his future self had attained, since he could easily cross through time to control Uriel's corpse, he must at least be at the god level.
But he didn't seem to have this ability to reverse others' God's Ruins...
Could it be a new ability gained from抽 (drawing/extracting) from other patients later?
If it weren't for his inability to lift his head, Lin Qiye would have turned around to see what his future self looked like.
Just as Lin Qiye hesitated whether to speak and have a conversation across time with his future self, the figure under the maple tree narrowed his eyes, and a startling killing intent burst forth!
From somewhere, he produced a snow-white long blade and, facing the other side of the river of time, slashed through the air!
Lin Qiye recognized that blade—it was White Slash, he knew it all too well.
But what he never expected was that the slash the figure had just performed... was aimed at himself!
A streak of snow-white刀芒 sliced through space, crossing the time barrier and heading straight for Lin Qiye's brow. The chilling glow appeared before Lin Qiye's eyes, causing his heart to nearly stop!
He wanted to kill me?!
His future self wanted to kill him?!
Lin Qiye's pupils contracted sharply. At this moment, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to sink his consciousness into the hospital to borrow Sun Wukong's soul.
Not just him—when An Qingyu, locked on another cross, witnessed this scene, her face also changed instantly.
Just as that blade of light was about to pierce Lin Qiye's brow and shatter his head into pieces, an explosive whistle rang across the sky. A black surgical blade pierced through space and struck that blade of light mid-air, shattering it!
After crashing through the blade of light, the black surgical blade flew backward and fell into the river of time above Lin Qiye, disappearing without a trace.
"Hm?"
The figure under the maple tree furrowed his brows and turned to look in another direction.
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the emptiness before him. His back was already soaked with cold sweat. After a moment, he came to his senses and looked toward where the surgical blade had come from.
Eventually, his gaze landed in the river of time above another cross.
That was above An Qingyu's head.
Hazy mist rose from the other end of the river of time, and a figure in a black robe with a hood, standing quietly in the mist like a ghost.
He slightly raised his head, and beneath the black hood, a face both familiar and foreign to Lin Qiye appeared.
An Qingyu!!
He would never forget An Qingyu's face, but his aura was already completely different from the An Qingyu he knew.
That pale face no longer held any shyness. He wasn't wearing glasses, and a pair of eyes rolling with gray hues coldly gazed down at everything below. There was a knife scar on his temple, and his entire bearing was inexplicably cold and stern.
Beneath his feet also floated fragments of the time barrier.
That was An Qingyu from the future.
Lin Qiye's mind shook violently.
The future An Qingyu, like his future self, had also sensed Uriel's surveillance and broken through the time barrier to intervene in the real world?
How had he done it?
The future An Qingyu glanced indifferently at Lin Qiye nailed to the cross, then finally fell upon the figure in the river of time above his head.
"Lin Qiye, are you trying to commit suicide?" The hooded An Qingyu furrowed his brows and said deeply.
"...So it's you."
Under the maple tree, the figure with hands clasped behind his back heard the future An Qingyu's words, his voice pausing. "What I do is none of your concern."
Hearing this dialogue, both Lin Qiye and An Qingyu nailed to their crosses stood frozen in place.
Ash swirled in the whimpering wind, and the air suddenly fell into dead silence.
"I didn't expect it either." An Qingyu glanced at Uriel flying in the air. "It seems I still have to give Nicholas my thanks."
For some reason, the moment she felt An Qingyu's gaze, the red eyeball writhing in Uriel's pupil suddenly stalled. An inexplicable fear made these tiny worms restless.
"You didn't expect it either?" The figure under the maple tree said coldly. "In this world... there shouldn't be anything left that can exceed your expectations, right? Is this another scheme you've set up? What's your purpose?"