"Each drink, each peck, each thought, each life, all are predestined by Heaven. You are not the one to end the catastrophe, truly beyond my expectations..."
A Chang spoke with a leisurely tone, her gaze toward the blood cocoon full of plexity.
As she spoke, two phantasms appeared beside her: a middle-aged man carrying four swords, and an old man riding a reverse bull.
The two phantasms stood by A Chang’s side, their gaze toward the blood cocoon that Su Tu turned into, filled with infinite plexity.
"This is the last epoch, all will settle here," the phantasm of the old man on the bull sighed.
The middle-aged man looked reluctant: "He is not the one to end the catastrophe, yet we have entrusted him, putting such a child through this ordeal; my heart cannot bear it, nor can I say something like ’a piece of uncut jade cannot be made into a vessel...’"
A Chang remained silent, her gaze imperceptibly shifted elsewhere.
It was a vacant spot, previously shrouded by a glow, where the dissolved puppet Chen Shan lay.
A Chang’s gaze showed an indescribable tint of passion.
"We are merely remnants, ultimately limited in what we can do. This child is not the one to end the catastrophe, indeed unexpected to me.
But before parting, with what remains of ourselves and united with Daluo, we constructed the ’Silver Throne’, one of its functions is to find the one to end the catastrophe.
We forged it together; the Silver Throne cannot make a mistake, and would never make a mistake!"
The sword-bearing phantasm furrowed his brow, his voice as sharp as if it could cut through the void, wearing supreme confidence as he spoke.
All the Daluo acted together, jointly crafted, such an existence must be extraordinarily miraculous, even if outlining all Dao authorities, it’s not surprising.
How could such a Divine Object be wrong? How could it be wrong?
A Chang and the bull riding phantasm nodded simultaneously, clearly having great faith in their own essence.
Then, the sword-bearing figure continued: "But since we have awoken, there must be signs; after all, this universe, beyond the great causality, this child is indeed a variable born in this last epoch."
"Thus, I think perhaps we should gather some unawakened Dao friends here..."
The sword-bearing phantasm spoke earnestly.
Hearing this, A Chang lightly smiled: "That fellow’s skin is already in A Tu’s hands, some things, it’s not what we wish to push, but that the waves have arrived."
The sword-bearing phantasm raised an eyebrow slightly: "This fellow arrives quickly, I’ll handle the remaining Dao friends’ remnants."
Seeing A Chang and the sword-bearing phantasm in this manner, the old man lightly sighed, lazily nestled upon the bull’s back, he spoke.
"The Dao is inherently formless, inherently nameless, everything must e naturally~"
Upon hearing this, the sword-bearing phantasm’s face immediately presented a scornful expression.
"Oh, oh, oh, everything naturally~" he mimicked the old man’s voice mockingly: "You spoke lightly, but when your essence concealed from everyone, leaving a child, how e it wasn’t naturally~"
Facing the non-concealed sarcasm from the sword-bearing figure, the old man only showed a mysterious smile.
"So-called nature, is the conduct of Heaven and Earth, and Heaven and Earth, are manifestations of the Dao; naturally means the direction of the Dao, and my thoughts are the Dao!"
The old man spoke matter-of-factly.
The sword-bearing phantasm was momentarily stunned, this reasoning was far more skilled in sophistry than the elder’s essence.
If following his logic, his thoughts were the Dao, then what he called natural just meant whatever he wanted to do, he’d do, and what he intended to do would naturally happen.
Such an assertion, what domineeringness!
The sword-bearing figure originally intended to say something more, but soon, as if sensing something, his eyes flashed with a brilliance, looking toward the blood cocoon.
"Causality, time, law... so many plex Dao auras!"
"Just what Innate Divine Techniques has this boy awakened!"
The sword-bearing phantasm exclaimed in astonishment.
A Chang’s eyes also trembled slightly: "Uncertain, but one thing can be confirmed, the aura that ’Jade Emperor’ awakened back then wasn’t as plex and rich as his."
Boom!!!
As they discussed, a world-shaking Golden Light exploded from the blood cocoon, shooting straight into the sky.
Clatter, clatter!!
In an instant, a jet-black vortex shrouded the entire Celestial City Star.
The vortex was impossibly deep, like a black hole, exuding a chilling aura, making all practitioners feel a sense of unease at that moment.
"Wonder which mighty expert created such a method!"
"Chen Family just had an incident not long ago, and now Celestial City Star has such anomalies, I’m afraid something big will happen here!"
"That direction is where the Chen Family is located; has that old thing truly ascended beyond Daoist Master!!"
"Quickly prepare the gifts, later follow me to the Chen Family!!"
The elite experts of each great force had varied reactions, yet they all determined that the general location of this anomaly was at the Chen Family.
Outside Celestial City Star.
Dean Situ noticed the vortex enveloping the exterior of the planet.
Then, sensing the vortex’s location, confirming it’s at the Chen Family, his expression grew utterly grim.
"Chen Shan!! Old dog, you barely clung to life through this last stretch of time, why seek death!!"
Dean Situ quietly uttered, suppressing his fury.
But the surrounding twisted starry sky conveyed everything.
When Dean Situ got the news of Su Tu and Chen Yeyang vanishing together, he didn’t panic, instead contacting Le Yiwen without delay.
After Su Tu returned from Guanjiangkou, Dean Situ sensed something amiss, as Su Tu went missing thereafter, causing him extreme anxiety, yet unexpectedly, Tongtian Dao Lineage did not storm their doors demanding answers.
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