137: Infinite numbers come together as one.

Qin Feng suddenly looked up, staring at Great Qin King.

The Black Dragon Robe figure calmly met Great Qin King's gaze, unsurprised by this.

He and Great Qin King were originally one, merely from different timelines.

Rather than devouring Great Qin King, it was more like two timelines merging into one.

This was not an advancement in strength, but a sublimation of the soul.

He was already just a hair's breadth away from the second step of the Divine Path, and this move was enough to allow him to cross it directly.

As for Great Qin King, this timeline had already achieved complete internal unification.

What happened next was no longer something he could control.

This Great Qin King before him was more decisive, more suitable than him.

The Black Dragon Robe figure remained silent, and after a long time, he waved his large sleeve.

The aged Great Qin King before him suddenly vanished from his spot, transforming into a stream of dark light that rolled back into the sky, surging towards the body in the heavens.

No emotion could be seen in his eyes; he seemed indifferent to everything.

To him, only two things in this world were worth caring about.

The people of Great Qin, and the ascension of all beings under the First Emperor's ambition, the Heaven-Shrouding Immortal Qin.

Moreover, this Great Qin King before him did not belong to this timeline; it was only a matter of time before he was cleared by the timeline.

Rather than that, it was better to help the beings of this timeline make one last struggle.

After the stream of dark light completely rolled into the sky, the Black Dragon Robe figure redirected his gaze to Qin Feng.

"Time is short, make haste!"

With that, the Black Dragon Robe figure no longer lingered, his figure quietly transforming into a stream of dark light and rolling into the sky.

Qin Feng stood still, his hands slightly lowered, looking up at the sky.

Although this Black Dragon Robe figure and Great Qin King were originally the same person, merely from different timelines, it still caused a ripple in his heart.

A slight peculiarity appeared on his aged face, but it was quickly hidden away.

In the final analysis, he was still too weak.

He spread his palm, and the Immortal Sky Painting slowly unfolded within it.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng no longer hesitated, withdrawing his hand and letting the blank painting float automatically in the void.

Then, he took a step, directly entering the Immortal Sky Painting.

Chirp—

After he stepped inside, the Immortal Sky Painting suddenly rolled up, closed, and disappeared.

.........

Whoosh!

It was as if a book page had turned.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked silently.

An extremely familiar scene appeared before him: from the awakening of his profession, to the contract with the Black Serpent, then to the first evolution, the first Ancient grade...

Scenes from the past now reappeared before him, until the first Stellar grade appeared, an eye opening in the sky.

His expression finally showed some change; he carefully observed this eye, seeing strips of curling, swaying red tentacle-like things from its edge.

Boom!

The world disintegrated, and darkness enveloped his vision.

Qin Feng closed his eyes, carefully sensing the special changes that suddenly surged within his heart.

He was not entirely sure of the specific function of the Immortal Sky Painting or how to control this timeline; he could only rely on himself to slowly comprehend.

But this scene before him gave him a slight guess.

To observe this life?

As soon as the thought arose, the world reassembled, and the scene reappeared before him.

The same professional awakening began, but this time the story changed.

In this life, without the help of evolution points, his contracted Black Iron grade beast died directly during the first dungeon.

Without the help of his beast, he sat blankly under the night for a day.

The next day, however, he resolutely picked up a broken knife and walked towards the dungeon.

Even without the help of a beast, he would fight his way to a professional path with his own strength.

He indeed had soaring ambitions, but imagination was ultimately not as beautiful as reality.

A broken knife was, after all, just a broken knife.

He lifted his eyelids, wearily watching the fierce Wolf King before him, and slowly closed his eyes.

The world plunged into darkness once more.

Another special feeling surged into Qin Feng's heart.

He thought of the young man he had seen; that was himself in this timeline.

Buzz!

The world reassembled again, and the story changed once more...

Qin Feng suddenly understood.

The Immortal Sky Painting, perhaps, was to let him observe every parallel timeline?

An infinite number, all of them himself.

To merge the infinite number into one, and completely control the variables.

This was not the control of this timeline as Great Qin King had said, but the control of variables, the control of parallel timelines.

.........