All-people lord: My god general comes from ancient China

In the picture, the figures of the two people intertwined, Jiang Yu's space slash was fierce, and his counterattack was not to be outdone.

These scenes are generally the same, but if you look closely, there are subtle differences, such as the angle at which Jiang Yu launched his attack, or his own dodging posture.

Xing Lan was shocked and blurted out: "These are the scenes of me fighting with Jiang Yu every moment!"

He never expected that after the time jump he would come to a space that could present battle details.

Xinglan was filled with curiosity and anticipation, and roamed freely in this space.

His consciousness moved quickly, and suddenly he returned to the time when he had just confronted Jiang Yu in the Storm Land. At that time, the two of them were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was tense.

All of a sudden, the scene came back where he was cut into seven or eight pieces by Jiang Yu. In the scene, his body was shattered and covered in blood.

Xing Lan was so excited that he couldn't help but say to himself: "The time jump was successful!"

He understood what this meant. Now, he could go to the future he wanted and change his current predicament.

Xing Lan calmed down and observed for a while, and found that each channel here represented a different timeline.

Because he found that the specific battle situations between him and Jiang Yu were different in different channels, and the moves launched by both sides were also slightly different.

In some passages, Jiang Yu used a more tricky space-slashing technique, while in some passages, he used defensive methods that he had never used before.

"In that case, then I will go and find a future where I can defeat Jiang Yu!" Xing Lan's eyes became determined.

As long as he can find it and then jump to this timeline, he will know how he defeated Jiang Yu. This is his only hope to survive and turn defeat into victory.

Next, he began to travel in this hypercube space.

His consciousness quickly shuttled through the channels, not missing any possibility.

However, as he continued searching, his expression became more and more ugly.

The eyes that were originally full of hope were gradually shrouded in gloom.

Because... he couldn't seem to find a future in which he would defeat Jiang Yu!

Not a single one!

He couldn't believe his eyes and kept confirming the images in each channel.

"No, how could it be possible? How could this happen? As long as I keep looking, I will definitely find it!"

Xing Lan didn't believe this result. In his heart he refused to admit it and was unwilling to accept failure.

Anyway, in this space, there is no concept of time. Time here is a physical quantity like length, width and height. He can keep looking. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

However, this requires us to mention time magic.

How many timelines a creature who practices time magic can observe depends on his understanding of time and his mastery of time magic.

Xing Lan has always considered himself to be quite proficient in the art of time. After years of study, he has mastered many secrets about time.

But he found that after searching hundreds and thousands of timelines, he still couldn't find a timeline in which he defeated Jiang Yu!
In every channel, his ending was not optimistic. Either he would be completely defeated by Jiang Yu, or he would struggle to hold on and eventually perish.

At this time, he found that he had searched all the possible places around him and there were no new passages to explore.

"No, I don't believe it. How is it possible that there is not even a future of defeating Jiang Yu!" Xing Lan was almost collapsed. His consciousness kept echoing in this space, and his voice was full of unwillingness.

"Am I not proficient enough in time magic?!"

Xing Lan gritted his teeth, his consciousness turned into an anxious stream of light, and he continued to search.

He followed every possible channel and plunged into those pictures of time, not missing any tiny details.

His consciousness shuttled frantically in this strange space. Every time he passed a timeline, he was looking forward to seeing the scene of himself defeating Jiang Yu, but each time he ended up disappointed. However, as time went by, he kept searching - although it was difficult to accurately measure time in this timeless space, his fatigue continued to increase.

He found that he had searched through all the timelines of this space and examined the scenes at the end of all the passages one by one, but still could not find the future he wanted.

In those scenes, he was either completely torn apart by Jiang Yu's Space Slash, or fell to the ground seriously injured and unable to resist, with no sign of improvement.

Xinglan became increasingly desperate, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

His consciousness was like a kite with its string cut off, and began to spin uncontrollably. He asked again and again:

"No, why is this happening? If only I could master the art of time, the search range would be larger..."

He thought about his previous research on time magic and the days and nights of practice. He thought it was enough, but now he felt that it was far from enough.

But Xinglan was also afraid.

This fear enveloped him like an invisible shadow.

He was afraid that even if he searched all possibilities in the universe, he still could not find a future in which he could defeat Jiang Yu!
The horrible scene kept appearing in his mind: he was traveling through endless timelines until the end of the universe, but always ended up in the same failure.

If that's the case, it would be terrible!

This means that his fate has already been determined and cannot be changed no matter how hard he struggles.

that's it.

Xing Lan refused to give up, dragging his almost broken consciousness, constantly searching for the future.

Every time he explored a new timeline with hope, he was hit hard by disappointment and continued to despair.

In this hypercubic space, Xinglan is like a lonely traveler, wandering in a maze of countless timelines.

But Xinglan can't find the future he wants.

No matter how hard he tried, the dawn of victory never appeared.

Finally, Xing Lan sighed:
"So, I have no future..."

Xinglan, can't find the future she wants.

Xinglan, there is no future.

So, Xinglan died.

……

In the land of storms, the wind is still howling and sand and stones are flying wildly in the wind.

Xing Lan's body was cut into more than a dozen pieces by Jiang Yu. It swayed slightly in the wind and then gradually dissipated.

As Xinglan's consciousness was annihilated, his body finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The fragments that were originally barely held together lost the support of consciousness and could no longer remain in their original state.

Finally, Xinglan's body completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving no trace, as if he had never existed on this land.

On the opposite side, Jiang Yu watched the scene quietly, his feet firmly standing in the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his face expressionless.

The entire elite area was silent.

The thousands of creatures that were usually active in the elite zone were now silent. (End of this chapter)