# 1587
Chapter 1583: Where Are You Going
As the sky Lin Qiye's fingers gently flicked, two more "planes" swept past above and below Him. These six "planes" were paired in parallel and perpendicular arrangements, the transparent cube of space cut off at their center resembling a prison that locked Chaos within!
Chaos hovered in the center of the cube, frowning as he surveyed his surroundings before finally locking onto Lin Qiye in the distance. A grim voice emerged:
"You're not Lin Qiye... Who are you?"
The same words, not long ago, Lin Qiye had asked Him in the asylum... Yet in just a dozen minutes, the roles had reversed.
Lin Qiye looked down at Him, showing no intention of answering. He silently raised his finger, pointing toward Chaos in the cube's center from afar.
The six "planes" instantly converged. The transparent cubic space at the center collapsed inward like an extinguished planet, a brilliant white light blazing across the sky. All figures among the Heavenly Court ruins were forced to close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, above the lightless sky, a black hole several kilometers in radius was slowly compressing... Dense spatial cracks spread across the entire firmament like a spider's web.
Lin Qiye gazed down at the continuously collapsing black hole. The form of Chaos had vanished within. His deep eyes narrowed slightly:
"The power I can wield is still too weak... Ah well, these are merely external things anyway."
He shook his head. The white light flowing through his chest gradually faded. His originally solidified soul began to blur visibly... In just a short while, it reverted to a ethereal, weak normal soul.
The soul-form Lin Qiye's eyes closed. Like a kite with cut strings, he tumbled and fell from the sky.
...
Several hundred kilometers away.
A wisp of Chaos black mist suddenly surged forth from nothingness, taking the form of another "Lin Qiye."
Chaos turned back toward the direction of Heavenly Court, his expression grim:
"To think he could mobilize the power of this world... Could that guy still be hiding cards I don't know about?"
He pondered for a moment at the scene, then withdrew his gaze. His palm opened gently, and a miniature hospital outline was exposed to the air.
A faint smile curled at the corner of his lips. "No matter what trump cards you have, without the hospital and this physical body, even if you're rescued, you'll be a cripple forever...
As long as I get my hands on this thing, the years I've spent lurking won't have been in vain."
Chaos's palm closed, and the hospital outline vanished. He was about to leave when, as if remembering something, he turned back:
"Oh, almost forgot... There's that other guy too."
...
Heavenly Court.
After the battle between Chaos and the Gods of Great Xia, vast stretches of the immortal palaces had become ruins.
Amid the dust-filled air, a figure slowly walked forward along the broken stone path, the deep red cloak illuminated crimson by the dying flames.
"An... Qingyu."
A hoarse voice emerged from the ruins. An Qingyu stopped and calmly turned her head.
Between the shattered palace remains, a body lay crushed beneath a tall broken wall in a pool of blood. Zuo Qing's entire form was drenched in blood. That Straight Blade lay uprooted in the distance, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot lines.
"Where... do you think you're going?" His eyes locked tightly onto An Qingyu, speaking word by word.
An Qingyu swept her gaze over him and replied indifferently:
"To find Chaos."
"...Do you even know what you're doing?"
"Mn."
An Qingyu's expression was utterly calm. Those gray eyes were like icebergs, carrying not the slightest trace of emotion.
Zuo Qing's hand, trapped beneath the broken wall, couldn't help but clench tightly. His hoarse voice emerged:
"What did you see behind the Gate of Truth?"
"Many things."
"Did you... find a way to revive Jiang Er?"
An Qingyu's brow furrowed slightly. She gazed at him silently, offering no answer.
"Other than her, I can't think of any reason that would make you turn against us." Zuo Qing said deeply.
An Qingyu withdrew her gaze and spoke slowly: "The origins of the Cthulhu mythology far exceed your imagination... In the billions of timelines I've witnessed, mankind has no chance of victory whatsoever.
I've simply made the most correct choice."
"Betraying the Cthulhu is your choice? Was all of this for Great Xia?"
"I've done enough for Great Xia... I don't owe Great Xia anything."
"What about Lin Qiye?"
An Qingyu's forward steps halted slightly.
"If you leave like this, what happens to Lin Qiye?
Now Night Watch has only the three of you left. After you leave, Night Watch will be forcibly dissolved... You should know better than anyone what this team means to Lin Qiye.
He was the one who trusted you without hesitation when everyone suspected you. He used all his merits to pave the way for you to leave.
If even you betray him in the end... what will become of him?"
An Qingyu offered no response. She simply stood in silence for a long while, walking forward without looking back.
"An Qingyu!" Zuo Qing's low roar echoed from the ruins. "If you leave this Heavenly Court today, you are no longer the Vice Captain of Night Watch! No longer a Night Watch of Great Xia!
From now on, the Gods of Great Xia and we Night Watch will pursue you to the ends of the earth!"
Zuo Qing's furious roar reverberated across the silent sky. An Qingyu showed no intention of stopping. Her footsteps grew faster and faster!
The silhouette of the Southern Heavenly Gate gradually appeared amid the smoke and flames.
She suddenly stopped her footsteps.
The flickering flames cast the grand Southern Heavenly Gate in blood-red hues. Beneath that gate, a figure stood quietly amidst the sea of fire and ruins.
It was another figure cloaked in Crimson Cloak.
Cao Yuan had one hand resting on the hilt of the Straight Blade at his waist. His eyes reflected the flames covering the ground. He gazed at An Qingyu nearby. His cracked lips parted slightly...
"Where are you going... Vice Captain An?"
Cao Yuan's hoarse voice mixed with the crackling sounds of burning. Two deep red figures stood facing each other before the blood-red Southern Heavenly Gate.
An Qingyu's gray eyes gazed forward as she spoke calmly:
"You can't persuade me, Cao Yuan."
Cao Yuan's right hand gripping the sword hilt tightened more and more. His knuckles were deathly pale. He took a deep breath.
"I'm not going to try persuading you. Once you've made up your mind, no one can easily change it... So I can only knock you unconscious first. When Seven Nights wakes up, you can explain yourself properly to his face."
"You can't beat me."
"Even if I can't, I have to try." Cao Yuan said calmly. "I can't just watch Night Watch... fall apart."
Whoooosh—!!
As Cao Yuan drew his blade, a surge of jet-black killing intent flames erupted into the sky!
A grinning black afterimage swept across the earth. Several blades of murderous aura swept through the void, cutting toward An Qingyu's body!