Chapter 1074: Chapter 1072: A Thousand Li to the Lonely Grave 2
Chapter 1072: A Lonely Grave a Thousand Li Away 2 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
That premonition was quickly verified.
Li Qizi's face turned ashen. His mind, which had finally clawed its way to peace, was torn apart in an instant.
Because he could not find Wang Huaigu and the others.
In the Dream Bubble Shadow, in the Lord God's Space, he could not find them, could not sense any trace of Wang Huaigu and the others.
He had clearly changed their fates with his own hands, watched with his own eyes as they fell into the Dream Bubble Shadow and lived out a second life.
But now.
He could not find them.
He could not find any evidence that Wang Huaigu and the others were still alive.
"This isn't right. This isn't right!"
Li Qizi went mad. A Great Luo Golden Immortal who had spent 1.296 billion years mending his regrets and perfecting his mind now coughed up a mouthful of blood with a loud retch.
He stood before the great orb in the Lord God Plaza, communicating with the Lord God without a shred of hesitation.
Using his authority as one of the Nine Spirits of the Dream Bubble Shadow, he searched the Reincarnator database recorded by the Lord God for evidence that Wang Huaigu and the others had ever existed.
But he could not find it.
He truly could not find it.
An ending he had spent a full 1.296 billion years to rewrite.
Yet it seemed to have been completely erased in a single night.
His 1.296 billion years of perseverance, 1.296 billion years of waiting, 1.296 billion years of longing — it was as if they had all been nothing but an illusion, a grand dream.
After the dream ended, only the despair and cold of the mortal world remained.
Li Qizi could not accept this outcome.
No one could accept it.
He no longer had the heart to think about where the other Nine Spirits of the Dream Bubble Shadow had gone.
Nor did he have the heart to search for the Supreme Heavenly Immortals who had intervened to save Lin Qi.
He now had only one thought.
To figure out whether Wang Huaigu and the others' fates had truly been changed by him.
Whether his 1.296 billion years of effort had ever existed at all!
Li Qizi was now so deranged, his eyes bloodshot.
In the despair and fury of being unable to find any trace of Wang Huaigu and the others in the Lord God's records, he headed without hesitation toward the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm.
He had not returned to the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm for a very, very long time.
The wind of his homeland could not comfort his current state of mind.
He ran all the way, heading toward the Nine Dragons Realm.
That was the place where, in another memory of Wang Huaigu and the others' fates, he had buried them.
He ran like wind, like light.
He paid no attention to the startled cultivators of the Nine Dragons Realm.
He descended from the starry sky, landing before Curled Dragon Mountain, where Wang Huaigu and the others were buried.
Deep mountains, empty valley, green pines and cypresses.
Li Qizi suddenly stopped in his tracks. His body trembled uncontrollably.
His steps became unprecedentedly heavy.
He stood on the overgrown path before the empty valley, not daring to go forward for a long time.
He was afraid. He was afraid that if he took one more step forward.
He would see the graves he and Gao Tianyou had personally built for Wang Huaigu and the others.
But in truth, Li Qizi did not need to take another step.
Because he remembered now.
He remembered everything.
In another memory, one where he had believed he had already changed their fates.
There had originally been no empty valley here.
This empty valley had been created by them as a final resting place to bury Wang Huaigu and the others.
The pines and cypresses by the path, the wild grass beneath his feet.
And the unbroken formations he could clearly sense.
Every last one of these things was part of the grave they had personally built for Wang Huaigu and the others.
So I changed nothing?
So the ending I spent 1.296 billion years writing does not exist.
Li Qizi coughed up blood. A Dao heart comparable to a Great Luo Golden Immortal's seemed to shatter into 1.296 billion pieces in that very second.