Chapter 1803: Chapter 1721: God of Slaughter, Book of Fate, Turmoil in the Three Realms!

With each step that Huang Yi took, rings of ripples spread out, colliding, merging, and undulating with each other, entwining with the ever-changing cloud patterns in the sky, forming a complex scene.

The "Book of Fate" predicts that mysterious and unfathomable destiny based on this complex scene.

Finally, Huang Yi arrived at the solitary Temple of Fate in the heavens and earth.

The four sides of the Temple of Fate were constructed with columns of stone, resembling a temple of Western style, draped on all sides with translucent curtains, but the dome had flying eaves and upturned corners, layered with black tiles, full of Eastern charm.

There was a staircase on each of the four sides leading up, with each layer of the steps made of water surface.

Huang Yi stepped onto the watery steps, climbing one step at a time, reached the final step, lifted a curtain, and saw the interior of the Temple of Fate.

The grand hall was empty, with no decorations at all, only in the central area there was a table, on which lay a thick book spread open.

That was the legendary "Book of Fate."

Huang Yi stepped one leg into the interior of the Temple of Fate.

At this very moment, a gust of wind blew into the grand hall, sending Huang Yi’s clothes flapping wildly.

The "Book of Fate" was also blown by the gust of wind, its pages flipping rapidly, until even the cover was stirred, and with a "bang," the book closed.

The "Book of Fate" was closed.

Huang Yi paused in surprise and furrowed his brows.

The "Book of Fate" is fair to everyone who enters the Temple of Fate, it will certainly reveal some revelation, from Heaven Sent like Sharp Sword to NPC like Beast God, without exception.

However, after Huang Yi arrived here, the "Book of Fate" not only didn’t provide a revelation, but also closed on its own.

Huang Yi collected himself, hurriedly strode in, arriving at the table.

The "Book of Fate" still remained motionless, the large words "Book of Fate" on the cover emitted a blinding light.

The fierce wind continued to pour into the temple, making Huang Yi’s hair fly wildly, the curtains around the temple swaying violently, emanating an atmosphere of tension and discomfort.

Huang Yi extended his hand, trying to forcibly open the Book of Fate, applying his peak Main God-level power onto the "Book of Fate."

However, the "Book of Fate" did not move an inch, a book that the wind could open before, Huang Yi couldn’t open even with all his might now.

Fate seemed to have closed the door to him.

"What’s going on?" Huang Yi put down his hand and asked calmly, a vague answer already forming in his heart.

"Can’t say," the voice of the God of Destiny gradually echoed from the void.

"I understand," Huang Yi nodded thoughtfully, casting one last deep gaze at the "Book of Fate," turned around and left step by step.

Just as he stepped out of the Temple of Fate, a gentle breeze again blew into the temple.

He turned his head, looking inside through the translucent curtains, the "Book of Fate" on the table was being blown open again, its pages flipping with a "rustling" sound.

Clearly, the "Book of Fate" was normal, it was just closed to him.

...

Temple of Time.

Within the long River of Time, countless scenes of the past and future flashed by rapidly, the God of Time was frenzied, occasionally muttering to himself, countless strands of golden time lines entangled him.

He had roughly determined the future timeline, but the end of that timeline was hazy, he could see some things, but not clearly.

"Need more of the past! The more past, the more accurate the future..."

As soon as the God of Time murmured this, a scene suddenly appeared in the void—

In the empty Temple of Fate, a fierce wind blew, curtains swayed, Huang Yi stood before the table, facing a tightly closed "Book of Fate."

This was the scene of Huang Yi in the Temple of Fate just now.

"So that’s how it is! So that’s how it is!" The God of Time’s eyes widened in realization, staring intently at the scene, muttering.

The future of the Heaven-Sent Man is unpredictable, even for the God of Time, but the past of the Heaven-Sent Man can be seen, he could see what had just happened to Huang Yi.

The Temple of Fate is also a difficult place to see, when others see the revelations in the "Book of Fate" in the Temple of Fate, the God of Time cannot see those revelations, otherwise, it would conflict with the rules of fate, the revelations of the "Book of Fate" can only be known by that specific person.

But just now, in the Temple of Fate, Huang Yi saw no revelation from the "Book of Fate," so this segment of history could be seen by the God of Time.

With this piece of the past, the timeline determined by the God of Time finally became clear for a moment.

He finally saw the end of the timeline, saw that moment of the Divine King—

He saw himself!

"Am I the Divine King?" God of Time murmured, his eyes becoming bewildered, "But why is it only fleeting... fleeting... forever... time disarray..."

In the next moment, he instantly disappeared from the river of time and appeared in another place.

This is a massive lake, with waters flowing in from the river of time. The lake’s surface is calm, without a ripple, like a mirror reflecting everything around, resembling slightly the Sky Realm outside the Temple of Fate.

However, the Sky Realm is only a thin layer of water, very shallow. Yet here, the lake is deep, unfathomable, like time itself, endless.

At the center of this lake, there is an ancient sundial protruding over the water surface, engraved with a mystic formation diagram, full of pits and grooves, marks of time. In the very center stands a gnomon.

This sundial is precisely the Altar of Time.

Not long ago, Holy Giant Dragon Georgia and five time messengers cast spells here, interfering with the time of The Second World, and played an important role in saving The Second World alongside God of Slaughter and others.

After God of Time arrived here, he immediately sat cross-legged on the gnomon of the Altar of Time, the madness in his eyes disappearing instantly, and he loudly proclaimed: "All God of Time’s Envoys, quickly come to the Altar of Time!"

This command instantly echoed in the hearts of countless God of Time’s Envoys across the Myriads of Heavens and Realms.

At this moment, the time messengers were busy in various corners, some had descended into the myriad worlds of the Mortal Realm, some were visiting nations of deities, some were handling affairs in various regions of the Heaven Realm... But regardless of where they were, they all heard the command of God of Time at the same time and promptly headed back to the Temple of Time.

Soon, from all directions, time messengers were flying in, like flocks of birds, overwhelming, covering the sky and the earth, continuously gathering around God of Time, lowering their heads respectfully.

"Time Supreme, Holy Giant Dragon Georgia, Time Thief, Demon Phoenix - Hunter Light, Shadow of the Future, Epoch Emperor... quickly come to the Altar of Time to assist me!" God of Time summoned the deities one by one, these deities had relations with him, considered as an ensemble under his command, versed in some aspects of time abilities, capable of lending a helping hand.

The time messengers upon hearing this were astonished.

Not only did God of Time call back all the messengers, but also summoned so many other deities to help him, what exactly is he planning to do?

As a Supreme God, he can easily accomplish trivial tasks, why does this time require outside assistance?

A few of the most seasoned messengers looked grave, seemingly guessed what God of Time planned to do.

...

Demon Realm, Space Temple.

After coming out, God of Space had been paying attention to major events in the Three Realms, from the Mortal Realm to Heaven Realm, regardless of where they occurred in space, he knew them all.

He knew what happened with Huang Yi in the Temple of Fate.

"Just as expected..." God of Space began to talk to himself.

"Hmm? Time..." soon, he sensed, numerous spaces in the Myriads of Heavens and Realms were fluctuating, time messengers were employing teleportation abilities, returning to the space where the Temple of Time is located.

Moreover, several deities also left their respective divine nations and temples heading for the Temple of Time.

For general affairs, God of Time can accomplish it by just moving his fingers, wouldn’t be this grand in scale, now this huge commotion signifies that God of Time has large movements.

"Could it be... that you’re going to do it again? Since so, I shall try once more..." Space Envoy softly spoke to himself.

...

Underworld, Underworld King’s Palace.

Sharp Sword, Styx Queen, King of Reflections were sitting together.

Suddenly, King of Reflections’s body trembled, his face distorted.

Anyone who sees King of Reflections, only sees their own appearance, yet at this moment, King of Reflections’s image turned into a beautiful and graceful woman.

This woman’s gaze was loving, as if she were the Mother of Life, nurturing all life.

"Hmm? God of Life!" Styx Queen stared at this woman, her expression immediately turning serious.

The woman that King of Reflections transformed into was precisely one of the Four Supreme Gods of Heaven Realm—God of Life.

God of Life can perceive all life, during the birth of all beings, they must absorb a strand of God of Life’s vitality to be born.

In a certain sense, from ants and mayflies to Heaven Realm demigods, they are all offspring of God of Life.

Among the three in the Underworld King’s Palace, Underworld King Sharp Sword and Styx Queen are true inhabitants of the Underworld, having greater connections with the Underworld Overlord.

Only King of Reflections doesn’t belong to the Underworld, he originates from Heaven Realm, allowing God of Life to perceive him.

"Life and souls always separate life and death, what do you intend to do?" Sharp Sword calmly asked God of Life.

He has been the Underworld King for a time now, possessing the mindset of a true ruler, seeing such a figure as God of Life as merely the same level figure.

The woman smiled gently, making one feel refreshed like a spring breeze, and said: "Underworld King, I wish to discuss a significant matter with you..."