Kacha kacha sounds kept ringing out incessantly.
More and more cracks appeared on Ulpian's and Fang Xingjian's bodies, and countless pieces of shattered fragments dropped off. They were like statues that had been crushed by a huge force.
The scene in the surroundings changed rapidly. With a thought from Ulpian, one future after another flashed rapidly before them, but Ulpian was not satisfied with any one of them.
With the repeated failures, Ulpian's body became increasingly unstable. Very soon, over half of his body had shattered and dropped off.
"Have I failed?
"My pursuits...
"My beliefs...
"Have they been impossible all along?"
Ulpian might have thought in the past that his goal was hard or might even be impossible to achieve. However, it had just been a forecast, not a certainty.
