Published: January 1, 2025
“Chen Qing Ge?” Qing Kong Si Lan said in surprise, her eyes revealing concern.
“I’m fine, Si Lan, you go out first.” Qin Chen spoke in a low voice.
Although Qing Kong Si Lan didn’t understand why Qin Chen said that, she didn’t say anything and immediately left the training ground, closing the door behind her.
Qin Chen instantly raised a hand and set up various prohibitions within the training ground.
“Chen, what exactly happened?” You Qian Xue’s gaze grew serious; he knew that Qin Chen would not speak without reason.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but I feel like a crisis is approaching, and someone is spying on my existence.”
Suddenly, a light radiated from the Book of Origin within Qin Chen’s body, and the pages of destiny began to appear, rustling as a power of fate emanated from him, merging with his entire being.
This was the technique of fate, allowing him to foresee certain things. He had felt this sensation once before when he was in Dong Guang City, but that time, the feeling was very vague, while this time it was exceptionally clear.
This sensation usually manifests when danger is imminent.
“Spying on your existence?”
You Qian Xue’s gaze narrowed: “Could it be from the Zhuge family?”
The Zhuge family of the Southern Sky Realm masters the technique of fate. In ancient times, they had the ability to comprehend the heavenly secrets, making You Qian Xue think of them immediately.
“It’s possible!”
Qin Chen’s expression turned cold; the people from the Zhuge family truly were relentless.
Qin Chen immediately sat cross-legged, snorted coldly, and activated the technique of fate to counteract. Trying to calculate him? It wouldn’t be that easy. He activated the Nine Star Divine Emperor technique within his body, and a surge of totem power enveloped him.
In the Southern Sky Realm, in the secret place of the Zhuge family.
Before Zhuge Ru Long, terrifying lights of fate swirled around him, forming a dreadful river of fate. Within that river of fate, several shadows began to emerge.
“Truly worthy of the Zhuge Ancestor; calculating the heavenly secrets is no simple feat. We can glimpse the river of fate, but searching for a specific person within it is beyond us.”
The Nine Universe Venerable’s gaze sharpened as he looked at the river of fate and spoke in a deep voice.
“The river of fate records the fates of all beings in the heavenly realm. Although we have surpassed the heavenly path and stand above it, we still leave shadows in the river of fate. Only true transcendence can achieve eternal life.”
“The technique of fate is one of the most profound divine arts in the heavenly realm. The Zhuge family was once a disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Sect in ancient times, far more fearsome than my Star God Palace. Unfortunately, now that the Heavenly Secrets Palace has been destroyed, the technique of heavenly secrets is no more.” The Destroying Star Venerable sighed.
Their expressions remained calm because they knew that the young man being hunted by the Demon Tribe’s Demon Lord was merely at the level of a Saint Master. Even though Zhuge Ru Long had entered a period of decline, with his blood energy withering and cultivation beginning to decline, he had been a powerful Venerable many tens of thousands of years ago, making it easy to calculate the whereabouts of a Saint Master.
However, just as Zhuge Ru Long gazed into the river of fate, attempting to search for the figure of the talent of the human race being hunted by the Demon Tribe’s Demon Lord…
Suddenly…
Boom!
A terrifying light of fate shot out from the river of fate, and vaguely, a shadow seemed to emerge within the river of fate, attempting to retaliate against him.
“Hmm? Strange, how is this person’s fate so bizarre that it can’t be captured at all? It seems something is blocking my heavenly secrets. Interesting; I must see what is obscuring my deductions.”
He murmured, his gaze becoming more intense as waves of ancient Venerable power emanated from him, shaking the very heavens and earth.