# 1957
Chapter 1957: …So It's You
Lin Qiye's position happened to be directly above one of the crosses.
So this was…
Lin Qiye's gaze fell on the cross opposite him, where a figure was bound fast, like a lamb about to be executed.
It was a boy wrapped in a Crimson Cloak, wearing glasses. The moment he saw Lin Qiye, Lin Qiye saw him too. Behind those lenses, his eyes widened in shock!
At this moment, Lin Qiye had just awakened from a deep sleep and rushed out urgently. His cloak was not yet properly draped, the blood holes and scars covering his body exposed to the air, a ghastly sight. Those bloodshot eyes spoke of profound exhaustion.
So this was…
"Hell?" The scenes of the past flashed rapidly before his eyes, and Lin Qiye seemed to realize something. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Now I understand…"
Back when he was in Hell, the angel Uriel had used an execution ability to summon images of his and An Qingyu's futures, attempting to divine their sins. So the versions of each other that he and An Qingyu had witnessed all those years ago had come from this moment in time?
But what a coincidence with the timing!
Uriel had merely attempted to communicate with the future—why, of all moments, had it connected to him at this exact instant?
After all, right now the army of the Black Goat was breaking through the northern pass and sweeping southward en masse. He was the only top-tier combatant who could immediately rush to the battlefield… The appearance of this temporal barrier had directly delayed his march to the front lines.
Time, time…
Could this too be part of the Key to the Gate's scheme? Did He want to use Uriel's hand to hold him back?
As the temporal barrier was shattered by him, the twisted angel who seemed to have been stitched together paused for a moment, the crimson eyeballs covering his body flickering with confusion…
Seemingly sensing the powerful pressure emanating from Lin Qiye, Uriel immediately chose to deactivate this ability. The domain covering the entire valley receded like a tide. The river of time flowing above the two crosses also began to gradually fade…
Lin Qiye sensed that his connection to this point in time was being weakened, as if an invisible force was trying to push him out of this era.
At that moment, Lin Qiye seemed to think of something. A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes!
Instead of顺势 exiting, he gently raised his foot and stamped it against the river of time beneath him. A purple domain instantly expanded!
[End King Law]!
"This God's Ruins is already open. Whether it can be closed is no longer up to you…"
With Lin Qiye's calm words, the domain of Uriel, which had been about to dissipate, was forcibly propped up again. The two rivers of time flowing above the crosses solidified once more!
At this moment, Lin Qiye directly seized control of Uriel's God's Ruins!
This reversal stunned everyone. Uriel's form froze instantly, becoming a puppet that Lin Qiye was using to sustain the river of time. On the cross across from him, the young An Qingyu stared at the scene in shock, his face full of disbelief.
Lin Qiye's gaze did not linger on either of them. Instead, he looked directly at the cross beneath his feet—at his past self, bound and helpless…
His gaze stared into his past self's spiritual world. At the deepest part of that consciousness, a hospital floated silently.
Asylum of the Gods!
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that at this point in time, the Chaos within the hospital had not yet exposed its identity and still existed within the guise of Yerand.
In Lin Qiye's "present," Chaos had become Great Xia's greatest enemy, and they virtually had no way to kill It… But what if he simply annihilated Chaos's existence in the past?
During this period, Chaos should have been far from its peak state. Otherwise, it wouldn't have obediently hidden in the hospital, afraid to reveal its identity even before Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh.
With his current strength, directly erasing Chaos was not impossible!
If he killed Chaos here, all of history would be rewritten. Great Xia would not face such a dire situation!
A killing intent erupted from within Lin Qiye's body. He reached out his hand and grasped at nothing, summoning White Slash to his palm. The blade sliced through the void, its edge piercing through space as it slashed toward the sixth ward within the Asylum of the Gods!
On the cross across from him, An Qingyu's face turned ashen!
At that instant, a black surgical blade flew out from the river of time above An Qingyu,精准的撞在那抹刀芒之上，将其凌空击碎！
The black surgical blade somersaulted backward through the air, shooting straight toward Lin Qiye's neck. The latter frowned and elegantly sidestepped. The surgical blade embedded itself in the courtyard below.
Lin Qiye looked up toward the river of time across from him. Through the hazy mist, a figure wrapped in a black robe with a hood stood silently.
It was An Qingyu… An Qingyu from Lin Qiye's own timeline.
"Lin Qiye, do you want to commit suicide?" An Qingyu glanced at the cross beneath Lin Qiye and spoke indifferently.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes, gazing at that figure. He thought back to the earlier temporal deception and this almost impossibly timed appearance of the river of time. A chill crept into his eyes.
So there was a presence manipulating time behind the scenes… Indeed, how could such an exquisite scheme have come from that madman, Chaos?
"…So it's you."
Lin Qiye paused for a moment, then said coldly, "What I do is none of your concern."
Upon hearing these words, both the past Lin Qiye and An Qingyu bound to the crosses froze.
The air suddenly fell into dead silence.
"I never expected that our reunion would take this form." An Qingyu glanced at Uriel floating in the air. "It seems I should also thank Nicholas."
The moment An Qingyu's gaze fell upon him, Uriel's body trembled. Those crimson eyeballs growing on him seemed to be filled with terror at the aura An Qingyu currently emanated.
"You didn't expect this?" Lin Qiye sneered. "In this world… shouldn't there be nothing left that can catch you off guard? Is this another scheme of yours? What's your purpose?"
Upon hearing Lin Qiye's words, An Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment of silence, he slowly replied,
"What if it is? Even if you exhaust every brain cell trying to break free from the scheme, in the end, aren't you still trapped within my design?"
Surging killing intent flooded Lin Qiye's heart. He slowly lowered his hands, golden radiance shrouding his palms… Although between him and An Qingyu now lay two rivers of time, with "Miracle" in hand, injuring An Qingyu would not be difficult at all.
"Do you think that just because the river of time separates us, I can't kill you?"