Chapter 812: Prediction? Or Travel Through Time?

A few more days passed, yet Ling Xuan’s true form remained undiscovered, nor was there any way to break through the domain of the Demon God. Fortunately, Su Che and the Dragon Emperor were not attacked by Ling Xuan, so for now, they suffered no losses.
It was clear that Ling Xuan wanted to trap Su Che and the Dragon Emperor here to death. Perhaps she was also plotting other methods—either way, she had no intention of giving up easily.
That day, Su Che lost all patience and no longer wanted to play this game with Ling Xuan. He made a secret decision and asked inwardly, “Lao Hei, with these Demon God skeletons in our possession, does the primordial power contained within them suffice to open the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison?”
Lao Hei replied, “There are enough skeletons to form a small mountain. The primordial power within them is definitely sufficient if used just to open the eighth layer.”
“Then let’s do it,” Su Che said, his tone as casual as unlocking a jar of aged wine.
“Now?”
Lao Hei asked doubtfully, “We’re still in enemy territory. It seems rather inappropriate to do something so important now.”
“There’s nothing inappropriate about it,” Su Che said firmly. “Opening the eighth layer is an internal matter of the Immortal Prison. By convention, it won’t be affected by the outside world.”
“That’s true,” Lao Hei scratched his head and guessed, “Could it be that your plan is…”
“That’s right,” Su Che nodded. “There’s no need to hesitate. Start it immediately!”
“Alright,” Lao Hei agreed.
At Su Che’s command, the Demon God skeletons obtained in this domain were instantly devoured by the Immortal Prison, not a single one left behind.
The eighth layer of the Immortal Prison was officially opened!
Boom… Boom… Boom…
A slight spatial vibration appeared, and the universe space of that layer began to expand once again.
Outside the Immortal Prison, Su Che remained calm, continuing to search for Ling Xuan’s whereabouts with the Dragon Emperor. From the outside, nothing seemed to have changed about him.
In this way, the expansion of the first layer of the Immortal Prison lasted for a full ten days before ending. Su Che and Lao Hei determined that the universe space of that layer had expanded by more than two thousand times, with countless planets suitable for life—at least 50 billion of them.
When the seventh layer was opened, there were only 20 million planets. Now, it had surged to 50 billion.
50 billion planets—all belonging to Su Che. What an unimaginable scale!
Next time, when the ninth layer is opened, it might even expand into a true cosmic universe.
But Su Che had no time to ponder such things. He controlled his avatar inside the Immortal Prison and entered the eighth layer together with Lao Hei.

The eighth layer of space was not large at all—just a closed area with a diameter of less than a hundred miles, completely empty with nothing in it. Su Che’s avatar was located at the center of this space, while Lao Hei’s massive body floated to his right.

“The eighth layer of the Immortal Prison has two major functions!” Su Che said. “Traveling through time and space, and predicting good or bad outcomes.”

“Yes, master,” Lao Hei replied, standing beside his master’s avatar. He didn’t dare to be cheeky, fearing punishment in the form of punches and kicks.

Su Che controlled his excitement and tension, speaking in a calm voice, “Then let me predict what will happen this time as we’re trapped in the domain of the Demon God.” After saying this, he naturally waited in silence…

But after a long while, the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison showed no reaction—still completely empty, with nothing at all.

“Immortal Prison Pagoda, I want to predict the outcome of being trapped in the domain of the Demon God this time!” Su Che ordered loudly once again.

After a long time, there was still no reaction—nothing at all.

“What’s going on?” Su Che turned to Lao Hei and asked, “Is the prediction function not working?”

“No, it’s not!” Lao Hei was also puzzled. “Since the eighth layer has been activated, its function can’t possibly fail.”

So, as the spirit of the artifact, Lao Hei silently communicated with the Immortal Prison Pagoda. After a dozen breaths, he finally chuckled and said, “Master, it seems like this… This encounter doesn’t involve any good or bad outcomes. It might just take some time to break through the domain of the Demon God. Such a trivial matter isn’t worth predicting in advance.”

“There are such restrictions?” Su Che frowned.

“Of course,” Lao Hei replied. “The function of predicting the future only works for major events. If one could know everything, that wouldn’t be prediction—it would mean the Immortal Prison Pagoda is living your life for you. Right?”

Su Che nodded silently, though he actually didn’t fully understand. It could only be said that there must be a reason for this.

“Alright,” Su Che said. “Since there are no major good or bad events in the near future, it means there’s no danger this time we’re trapped in the domain of the Demon God. In that case, I’d like to take this opportunity to try the time-travel function. Can’t that be done either?”

“That’s possible.”

Lao Hei nodded first, then added, “However, each time we travel through time, it requires a huge amount of energy. We must feed the Immortal Prison Pagoda a large number of immortal crystals.”

“Give them!” Su Che waved his hand generously. “I have plenty of immortal crystals. Give it as many as needed.”

Feed it to the Immortal Prison—no amount pains my heart.
However, Lao He explained again, “Master, this time we’ve only initially activated the eighth layer. Since the source power of time consumed is quite limited, even with maximum energy to traverse time and space, it cannot exceed one year. In other words, we can return at most one year back in time, and traveling to the future also cannot exceed one year.”
“At most one year?”
Su Che nodded silently and asked, “Then, if we continue to consume the source power of time, can the range of time travel increase?”
“Of course,” Lao He replied. “Moreover, whether by continuing to consume the source power of time or by integrating the power of the Great Time Art, it will both have an enhancing effect. That is, the higher the level of this function, the greater the range of time travel.”
“I see.”
Su Che gave an order in his mind: “For the first attempt, we don’t need a whole year. One month back is enough. Ideally, it should be precise to the very day when I, the Dragon Emperor, and Ling Xuan left Yunxiao Tianfu!”
“Understood. Please prepare, Master.” Lao He looked solemn, as he really couldn’t be sure what would happen if they went back in time and changed the present.
Su Che felt the same—full of anticipation, anxiety, and even a hint of fear.
After all, this was the first attempt.
But since the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison had such a function, why not give it a try?
Just returning one month back—shouldn’t that cause too many changes?
The function of time travel was activated for the first time!
Buzz…
A humming sound filled his ears as the Immortal Prison Pagoda spun rapidly within Su Che’s mind.
Su Che didn’t realize that at this moment, the internal space of the Immortal Prison resonated with the external universe, causing a faint, almost imperceptible vibration.
The dozen or so Immortal Lords at the highest points of the universe, no matter what they were doing, were shocked at this instant.
“This is…” Several Immortal Lords looked astonished.
“He really…” Others had strange expressions as well.
Only one Immortal Lord smiled faintly: “It has finally begun…”
But before they could finish thinking, the world had already changed—though temporarily, only in a small, localized area.
Boom! Su Che only felt a flash before…
His vision cleared—Cloud Immortal Realm!
Su Che had returned one month earlier and was now outside the gates of Yunxiao Tianfu. Strangely, he couldn’t sense the existence of his own body.

“What’s going on?”
Just as he felt puzzled, in the next instant, he saw ‘himself’ along with the Dragon Emperor and Ling Xuan walking out of the Tianfu Gate.
“I saw myself—there are actually two of me?”
Whoa!
The two ‘himselfs’ merged instantly, and Su Che immediately understood: this must be a thought from one month later that had merged into his current body.
After the merger, Su Che’s body trembled violently.
“Arbitrator, what’s wrong?” Sensing Su Che’s abnormality, the Dragon Emperor sent a message to ask.
“Nothing.”
Su Che smiled calmly, but inside, his mind was in turmoil—he could hardly stay calm.
“Is this the ability to predict the future?”
Su Che finally understood. A thought from one month later had traveled through time and returned to the present, meaning he could know in advance what would happen in the next month. Thus, he had the power to change the future.
So-called returning to the past was still about changing the future!
It was impossible for two actual versions of himself to meet face to face.
This meant his cultivation level would remain as it was at the moment he left Yunxiao Tianfu, unchanged by time travel. It was impossible to bring future cultivation levels back to the past, nor could future achievements be brought to the present.
“So, is this really returning to the past, or predicting the future?”
Su Che was confused. This matter was clearly extremely complicated and couldn’t be explained in just a few words.
He then asked in his mind, “Lao He, the immortal crystals consumed during the time travel should have been used in one month. So now, take a look—are those immortal crystals still there?”
“Time travel?”
To his surprise, Lao He replied, “Master, I don’t understand. When did we travel through time? The Eighth Layer of the Immortal Prison hasn’t even been opened yet—how could we have such an ability?”
“What? The Eighth Layer of the Immortal Prison hasn’t been opened?” Su Che was shocked and asked seriously, “Lao He, don’t joke with me about this. Are you sure the Eighth Layer hasn’t been opened?”
“It really hasn’t! We just found Ling Xuan and reached an agreement with her. Now we’re preparing to head to the Deer Emperor’s territory to search for the Demon God’s ruins.”
Noticing Su Che’s unusual state and faintly guessing a possibility, Lao He cautiously asked, “Master, if you’re not crazy, then it must be that your consciousness has returned from the future to the present, right?”
“Yes!”

Su Che nodded in his heart: “That’s right. It’s indeed my consciousness that has returned from the future to the present. So, everything has to start over. Lao Hei, do you know? This is my ability to predict the future! In other words, I have a chance to redo things—even if I make mistakes or errors.”
“I still don’t quite understand,” Lao Hei said with a chuckle, scratching his forehead. “But it doesn’t matter. As long as you know it in your heart, that’s enough.”
Su Che smiled inwardly and then sent a message to the Dragon Emperor: “After flying a million miles away from Yunxiao Tianfu, take Ling Xuan down. This woman is a fraud who wants to lure us into a desperate situation and harm you and me.”
The Dragon Emperor was slightly stunned but didn’t ask further. He replied with a message: “Understood.”
At this moment, across the entire universe—ranging from immortal emperors to ordinary beings in the mortal world—some people with sensitive minds, observing the various events unfolding before them, were muttering to themselves, “Huh? This scene seems familiar… It feels like I’ve experienced it before… How strange!”