Outside Of Time

The gate of life and death had two meanings.

Within three breaths, those willing to leave this gate had chosen life.

Those who remained had chosen death.

This was the first meaning.

The second meaning was the special ability contained in D132 after it was complete.

That was the divine authority of misfortune, as well as the domain of forgetfulness.

The divine authority could cause the people here to fall into endless misfortune after the gate is closed. In the end, their only outcome was death.

The domain of forgetfulness would then make them forget that they were dead. They would be filled with misfortune until they became bizarre beings.

The head, the stone lion, and the others were such bizarre creatures.

To a certain extent, they were a product of the accidental fusion of gods and immortal domain.

After all, the divine authority came from the gods and the domain was a power researched by the cultivators to resist the gods.

This was the display of D132's true ability after it was complete. Other than that, D132 had also reached the extreme in terms of sealing.

Unless one had the ability to resist misfortune and forgetfulness at the same time, or forcefully blasted it open with higher strength, they wouldn't be able to leave this place.

This was also Xu Qing's plan. He was reasonable, so he opened the gate, giving the cultivators here time to leave.

This scene landed in the air outside D132. The eyes of the Flame Moon dignitary narrowed slightly.

He could naturally tell how extraordinary this prison was and could also sense the killing intent from the beings inside.

He was faced with a choice now.

Should he intervene?

"Why should I intervene? The goal of the Grand Hunt was originally to select the seeds of the race, and in this world, it's survival of the fittest. The rise and fall are up to fate. The arrival of such a powerful human will only stimulate these prideful youths within the race even more."New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

"Moreover, I wonder if this human brat was taught by someone else. He's quite methodical in his actions. He opened the gate first and gave others a chance to leave."

The Flame Moon dignitary thought about it and smiled. The gaze he used to look at Xu Qing finally had a hint of admiration. He could also foresee that his forbidden zone would be covered in blood.

"Not bad, interesting."

The Flame Moon dignitary chose not to interfere. Hence, the cultivators from the Flame Moon race and its affiliated races in D132 now had a choice in front of them.

Leave or stay?

If it was before Xu Qing sealed the ninth mountain and killed the cultivators on it with poison, everyone would ignore his words and choose to stay.

However, after witnessing Xu Qing massacre the ninth mountain's cultivators and using a mysterious art that killed by extinguishing the lanterns to kill Tian Lingzi, his words carried the weight of authority.

And the actions of the bizarre beings like the head, and witnessing the god's finger, all of which contributed to the strangeness, were also the source of unsettling feelings.

In the end, 30% of the cultivators gritted their teeth and sped up, giving up on fighting here and heading straight for D132's exit.

After all, not everyone was willing to risk it all at this moment.

Their departure wasn't stopped. In an instant, they flew out one after another and left the prison.

A portion of the remaining 70% emitted coldness and killing intent. Based on their own confidence and the advantage in numbers, they felt that they could take a chance.

As members of the Flame Moon Race, their upbringing instilled in them the ideology of killing and competing. As long as the benefits were significant enough, they were willing to take the risk and fight for them.

Clearly, the value of the forbidden mountains above Xu Qing's head had already surpassed the forbidden zone itself. Hence, in terms of benefits, it was enough.

Additionally, there were some who were hesitating. Seeing that people had safely left, they were still choosing inwardly but it was already too late.

Three breaths passed.

The bizarre aura suddenly erupted from D132.

The god's finger rolled and collided with the prison, causing the entire prison to tremble. At this moment, It emitted endless blood energy that spread in all directions.

D132's appearance changed, turning into a blood-red underworld.

The intent of misfortune spread out from every inch of the prison, dyeing the ground and invading the 27 forbidden mountains within it. The anomalous substances that originally belonged to this place were instantly devoured by the god's finger and became a part of D132.

It might be much inferior to the other gods in terms of combat strength and lived an aggrieved life, but It was a god after all. It was much better than Xu Qing at some basic operations unique to gods.

In an instant, everything inside D132 became one.

The intent of misfortune erupted.

Some unbelievable things started happening to the hundreds of people who stayed here.

For example, someone's old injuries, due to deviation in their cultivation, were unexpectedly reignited. The probability of this happening should have been extremely low, but it still occurred.

Under the eruption of these injuries, this cultivator immediately spewed blood.

Someone had just taken out a magic artifact, but this magic artifact actually exploded due to the instability that only had a 1 in a 10,000 chance of happening.

When someone consumed some antidotes, they strangely took the wrong pill. Not only did it not have any detoxifying effects, but it instead made it easier for the poison to invade their bodies.

There were people who flew to the air but were affected by the fragments formed by the explosion of the magic artifacts at the side. Although they dodged, dozens of magic artifacts had exploded, and the terrifying energy affected many people.

Someone activated their divine art, but there was a strange deviation. This deviation that shouldn't have happened caused the spell to backfire.

Some forcefully attempted to perform extremely lethal spells or use powerful magic artifacts. While normally manageable and controllable, now all sorts of accidents occurred, causing each spell or magic artifact to be unstable.

All the cultivators from the Flame Moon Race in D132 fell into chaos. The various accidents that happened to them could only be described as misfortune.

They immediately realized that something was amiss. Some of them who were experienced and knowledgeable instantly recognized it and cried out involuntarily.

"Misfortune… This is divine authority!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the cultivators here changed drastically. Only Xu Qing sat calmly on the ninth mountain. The captain sat beside him with a smile on his face.

As for Qiu Quezi, he was stunned again.

At the same time, these cultivators quickly found a solution.

"After killing that strange human, we will naturally be able to resolve this issue!"

Numerous gazes filled with killing intent gathered from all directions. After that, all the figures here quickly flew out and rushed toward Xu Qing.

Although they were only moving, all kinds of accidents still happened. In fact, they even indirectly came into contact with spells for no reason, resulting in casualties.

However, on the whole, the killing intent was intense as it rapidly approached Xu Qing.

It was just that… they didn't know that misfortune was only a portion of D132's power. The domain of forgetfulness… had unknowingly tainted this place.

Moreover, the closer they got to Xu Qing, the more intense the invasion.

In the blink of an eye, its effect manifested. Those cultivators who were closest to Xu Qing, only 2,000 feet away from him, had endured numerous strokes of misfortune and were about to charge.

However, at the next instant, their expressions revealed confusion. They instinctively paused and stood in the air.

They had forgotten their goal.

After that, even more cultivators forgot their motive and forgot they were rushing toward Xu Qing. Some even forgot the reason they were here.

They also forgot about the Grand Hunt…

Confusion became the main theme here. Even though they gazed at each other and occasionally recalled something, as the power of forgetfulness grew stronger, they forgot even more.

Misfortune also chuckled sinisterly and erupted from their bodies again.

Death continued to appear. Many corpses of cultivators who had died due to various accidents fell from the sky.

However, in the end, there were still cultivators who relied on their talent or special treasures and bloodlines to barely maintain their clarity under the enhancement of misfortune and forgetfulness and spoke anxiously.

"This is misfortune and forgetfulness. Everyone, disperse. Don't get close to each other and don't cast any unnecessary spells. Keep only one thing in your mind, continuously repeat it: kill the human! Shout it out loud, and use the echo of your voice to remind others of the constantly fading consciousness!"

"Kill the human!"

"Kill the human!!"

"Kill the human!!!"

In the sky, all the cultivators of the Flame Moon Race were panting. In this crisis, in this life-and-death situation, in this bizarre situation, all of them shouted the same phrase.

Even if someone forgot, they would still remember instinctively when they heard this.

Under this instinct, all the Flame Moon cultivators charged toward Xu Qing.

At the same time, the rolling impact of the god's finger was like thunder.

The stone lion danced even more wildly.

The head's strange laughter became even more ear-piercing.

The rotation of the millstone had formed a vortex.

The small dolls created by the straw doll continued to distort.

As for the painting old man, his expression was crazy. He had already drawn the portraits of everyone here. Finally, he turned around and knelt down toward Xu Qing, shouting.

"Great Guardian, the criminals are rioting. Please suppress them!"

The stone lion, the head, the straw doll, and the millstone also halted what they were doing at this instant. They knelt down and shouted the same words.

"Great Guardian, the criminals are rioting. Please suppress them!"

"Please suppress them!"

As soon as their words rang out, the color of the sky changed and a storm brewed. Xu Qing lifted his chief and stood up from his cross-legged position, lifting his right hand.

On the black spear in front of him, the Golden Crow let out a cry and black flames erupted. The spear flew back and was grabbed by Xu Qing.

A chill rose in Xu Qing's eyes. He lifted his right foot and took a step forward!

He headed straight for the sky!

The captain also stretched his back and grinned at Qiu Quezi.

"Little Quezi, if you don't make a move now, the forbidden mountain you want will be gone."

The captain licked his lips and rushed over.

The massacre had begun.