Five days passed.

Xu Qing's spiritual thoughts have already covered an endless range. While covering this desert, they have also penetrated into every grain of sand.

Five days ago, when Xu Qing saw this desert for the first time, he felt the chaos of time here.

As for the specific reason, he was not sure at the time. He just felt that the rotation of his sundial needle was stuck here. It would speed up for a while, slow down for a while, and stop for a while.

And my own extreme time path is more turbulent than usual.

Until now, after five days of observation and research, combined with his own understanding of time, he had a vague guess.

"The endless sand here seems to be an uncountable mass, but in fact... it gives me the feeling of being one."

"This kind of unity does not describe the desert as a whole, but...the unity of individuals!"

Xu Qing groaned deep in his heart.

"To be precise, although the surface wear marks and size of each gravel here are slightly different, in fact, they may be the same at the beginning."

"No matter how big or small, no matter the wear marks, including all the details, they are all the same.

With such a large number, it’s as if they were copied.”

This is a realization he came to after five days of observation, research and exploration.

Xu Qing raised his hand, picked up a palmful of gravel, and stared at it.

"It seems...there was only a grain of sand here."

"It was the blowing of the wind or the influence of external objects that caused the movement of this gravel. Every time it moves, the time acting on it changes."

"Every change is equivalent to an extra line of time and an extra grain of sand."

"As time goes by, and under the caress of the wind or mysterious power, there are more and more timelines here, and there are more and more gravels."

"Every grain of sand has the same initial point, but soon has its own timeline. In their respective timelines, they have different frictions and trajectories."

"In the end, this desert was formed."

"This is also the reason why there are so many times here, and they are intertwined with each other."

Xu Qing raised his head and looked towards the end of the desert.

"This place is very magical, or... this place is actually a treasure related to time."

"But few people can take it away, because the way to take it away is to correct the time of every gravel here, so that this desert can return from chaos, and eventually the gravels will be reduced one by one until they become the original

That one."

"I can't do it now."

"But... here, I can see how the power of time can be demonstrated in a deeper way."

Xu Qing's eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!