Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

"The so-called Sword List... is this object."

The palace maid smiled as she walked up to the green jade screen, put her hand on it, and continued, "In this screen, there is a Flood Sword Formation hidden."

"Flood Sword Formation." Gu Qingshan repeated, his demeanor unchanged.

The palace maid continued, "What puzzled the Immortal is that although this sword formation has been subdued by her, she has been unable to find the true sword spirit."

"Your mission is to enter the Sword Formation and find the Sword Spirit."

Gu Qingshan looked at the green jade screen.

--The entire screen was a trick.

The Xuan Yuan Heavenly Father had relied on this item to exchange it for many fine Hundred Flowers Jade Brew from the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

After being discovered, he quickly apologized and promised some really good things to appease Xie Dao Ling's anger.

--This was all harmless and trivial.

The main thing was to quickly pierce the deception in the screen and then go with Xie Dao Ling to the front line to save Gongsun Zhi and Ning Yue Chan.

With that in mind, Gu Qingshan cupped his fist and said, "Please let me try again."

"Good."

The palace maid nodded slightly and raised a spell on her hand, pointing it at the green jade screen.

The green jade screen shook.

A vision appeared one after another, emitting an ancient and vicissitudes atmosphere.

The palace maid moved her hand again, and a seven-colored spiritual light emerged from the screen, covering Gu Qingshan.

A majestic voice sounded.

"Junior, you can only enter after burning incense."

Gu Qingshan lit the incense, saluted, and stepped into the screen.

As soon as he disappeared, the palace maid suddenly changed her relaxed appearance and gazed solemnly at the green jade screen.

"It's been ten years and I still can't get the hang of it, I hope this teenager can give me some inspiration." The palace maid murmured softly.

But then Gu Qingshan saw a blur before his eyes and found himself rolling down from midair into a large hall.

He stood up and looked around.

That's right.

It was still the same ancient building in his memory.

On both sides of the palace were two rows of sculptures of people, Ancient Monks with different postures.

Each of the ten Ancient Monks were different, the only thing that was the same was that they all had a long sword.

"Ancient Sword Friar." Gu Qingshan muttered.

--This is a bunch of deceivers.

He looked forward and saw a god enshrined in front of the main hall.

It was a golden-armored deity, holding a mountain peak in his left hand and a strange long sword in his right hand, with a solemn look.

Behind the deity was a five-person high wall, on which was a fresco depicted in heavy ink, all of which were scenes of ancient monks fighting monsters.

Gu Qingshan gazed at it all, looking a little trance-like.

As if....

Something doesn't match up with the memory....

Where exactly?

A bad feeling arose in his heart, and he walked in faith to the first statue.

Gu Qingshan saluted and asked respectfully, "How did Senior sacrifice himself?"

The statue gently rotated and looked towards him.

It was a middle-aged cultivator with a national face, wearing a white-frost-colored robe and a long sword in his hand that was also cold.

He looked at Gu Qingshan and said calmly, "Back then... after that... some things suddenly changed."

After saying that, he resumed his original posture and no longer moved a bit.

Gu Qingshan arched his hands again and said, "Back then, what changed?"

The statue turned gently once again, looking towards him.

Only the middle-aged man spoke, "Back then... after that... some things suddenly changed."

After saying that, he looked deeply at Gu Qingshan and resumed his original posture.

Gu Qingshan was startled.

"Senior - can you elaborate a bit?" He pursued the question.

The statue was alive again.

The statue stared at Gu Qingshan and spoke rapidly, "Back then! Back in the day! ...and after that...something suddenly changed!!!"

The words fell, and the statue once again returned to its original posture.

Gu Qingshan fell silent.

This statue was exactly the same as the statue on the other side of the Time Closed Ring.

There should be no problem with the statue.

What had changed then?

themselves.

In the main timeline, it's yourself that really changes.

Is it...?

In the beginning, these swordsman statues were deliberately playing a bunch of liars, but they were actually covering something up.

And this time they saw themselves and gave up that cover-up?

--what are they trying to say?

Gu Qingshan stepped forward a short distance and stopped in front of the second statue.

This statue was carved by a handsome young man, and when Gu Qingshan approached him, he had already come to life and couldn't wait to say.

"After the break of Mount Improbable, the main world began to face a great catastrophe."

After saying that, he fell silent again.

"Dare I ask Daoist friend, what kind of calamity is it?" Gu Qingshan asked evenly.

The handsome youth came to life once again and said at him, "After the break of Mount Improbable, the main world began to face a great catastrophe."

It was as if he wanted to tell some shocking secret, but he couldn't say one more word no matter what.

A painful look flashed across his face, followed by his entire body falling silent once again.

Gu Qingshan stood still for several breaths.

The Main World... was beginning to face... a catastrophe.

--The Main World.

Who would use such a title?

Gu Qingshan looked back abruptly and saw two rows of figure sculptures on display on both sides of the hall, each of which was an Ancient Monk with a different posture.

Each of the ten Ancient Monks was different, and the only thing that was the same was that they all had a long sword.

Sword Friars.

Sword cultivators.

They had originally transformed into heroic spirits, guarding that main world-.

The Age of Flood!

But after shattering Mount Improbable in one fell swoop, the Flood was divided into six parts, turning into countless world fragments scattered into the void.

What about the swordsmen?

And what are they doing?

Gu Qingshan walked up to the third statue.

The statue came to life--.

It was an old man with white hair, holding a sword in one hand and shouting like a madman, "It's like planting crops!"

Gu Qingshan arched at him and walked over to the next statue of the Sword Cultivator.

The saber cultivator came to life and said evenly, "They learned that man's method!"

Gu Qingshan cupped his fists again and walked to the next statue.

He walked past each statue along the way, finally listening to all the things the sword cultivators wanted to say.

"Replace...or even change..."

"They usurped the power of chaos and cut in at some point-"

"The laws of the multitude are hostile to them, but not to chaos,"

"The advent...the sequence...descended."

"Everything turned into two lines."

"They're trying to use that man's method on that man!"

Gu Qingshan stood again in the center of the palace.

The crowd of sword cultivation statues fell completely silent, but meditatively, Gu Qingshan could feel them looking at him.

"Everyone, I roughly understand." Gu Qingshan said.

A moment of silence.

--Whoosh!

The ten sword cultivation statues shattered all at once.

The illusory lights and shadows coalesced into human forms and nodded at him before disappearing into the void and quickly vanishing.

Suddenly, a female voice sounded.

"What the hell is going on?"

A silhouette gently fell down.

It was the palace maid.

Xie Dao Ling.

"Why have you come in here?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Every time I ask them, they say the same thing, but they've never broken - but just now I noticed that their spirits have returned to the Phase World, why is that?" The palace maid stared at him closely.

Gu Qingshan said, "Because they felt that I had understood what they wanted and didn't need to stay here, they left."

"You understand?" The palace maid was confused.

"-They felt that I understood, and that's why they were relieved to leave, so I should indeed have understood." Gu Qingshan said.

"What exactly are these Sword Cultivation Spirits trying to say?" The paladin asked.

"Something is changing history - from the moment it was broken from the Neverwinter Mountains, but that change was never allowed, so they borrowed the power called 'Chaos' to avoid all punishments, and then, like planting crops Like that, the seeds are planted in history." Gu Qingshan Dao.

The palace maid thought for a moment and then asked, "Everything became two lines - what does that mean?"

Gu Qingshan fell silent.

It took a while before he said, "I don't understand much, after all, I've only lived for more than ten years, and now I've barely arrived at the six or seven levels of Qi Refining, and in the cultivation world, there are many things I've never heard of or seen, so I don't dare to talk nonsense."

"But there's no harm in saying it." The palace maid said.

"Then I'll tell you my guesses."

"Go ahead."

"I can't even comprehend that someone could change the past, wouldn't that make the world go haywire?" Gu Qingshan spread his hands.

The palace maid nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

"Then, what if instead of moving the original history, a parallel line was put in place to cover it at some point?" Gu Qingshan Dao.

The palace maid was dumbfounded.

Gu Qingshan shook his head, "I'm young and shallow, my head will explode if I think about this kind of thing more, so I can only come up with so much."

"...This secret...is too big, but we still can't know its full extent." The palace maid murmured softly.

Gu Qingshan recalled something and suddenly looked forward.

There was a deity enshrined in front of the palace.

It was a golden-armored deity, holding a mountain in his left hand and a strange long sword in his right, with a solemn look.

Behind the deity was a five-person high wall, on which a fresco was carved in heavy ink and colors, all of which were scenes of ancient monks fighting monsters.

Gu Qingshan looked at the mountain in the Godman's hand.

"Not Zhou..."

He chanted in his mind.

The palace maid noticed the difference in his appearance and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Qingshan returned to his senses and replied, "I was thinking - in this Flood Sword Formation, the one that's actually really important should be the god that's being worshipped."

"It should be able to tell us something."

The palace maid followed his gaze and looked at the enshrined goddess.