Published: May 3, 2025
The ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan narrowed his pupils, shocked in his heart. “What do you mean?”
“Ha ha, don't you already have the answer in your heart?” The Ancient Emperor smiled at the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan. “Carefully sense your fate line and see if your destiny still has a future.”
The Ancient Emperor floated in the heavens and earth, his robes fluttering, his aura surging, like a god or a demon, standing proudly in the universe, confidently looking at the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan, his expression calm.
This demeanor exuded confidence, a feeling of certainty that made everyone sense his strong assurance and the invincible essence he possessed.
How could anyone face a high-dimensional powerhouse of the same level with such confidence?
In the depths of the ancient universe, some hidden gazes couldn’t help but be startled.
High-dimensional divine emperors truly stood at the pinnacle of this cosmic sea, and it was extremely difficult to bring down any individual; they had to be slain across infinite time and dimensions.
Now, the confidence displayed by the Ancient Emperor far surpassed that of an ordinary high-dimensional divine emperor.
Where did this confidence come from?
Wow!
Everyone shifted their gaze towards the fate line of the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan.
Upon looking, everyone was shocked.
Because the fate line of the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan was unexpectedly extremely vague, ethereal and uncertain, like a dead-end road, unable to see the future within the fate river of the cosmic sea, abruptly ending at this point.
“How is this possible?”
Everyone was taken aback.
The fate of a high-dimensional divine emperor is usually incredibly vague, not observable, with different variations in countless times, spaces, and dimensions. Even a powerhouse of the same level would struggle to glimpse a fraction, while lower-level powerhouses would find it even harder to perceive and risk backlash.
But now, the fate line of the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan was clearly manifested, and it was an intuitive dead-end line, which shocked everyone.
“Prophecy of fate? How could this be?” Hua Zhi, the Divine Emperor murmured, her face filled with horror.
“Prophecy of fate?” The Emperor of the Ancient Desolation Nation and the Forefather of the Komodo Beasts frowned in concern.
A look of disbelief flashed in Hua Zhi's eyes as she murmured, “Yes, prophecy of fate! This is a sign of death, also known as deterministic fate. Normally, everyone’s fate is uncertain, with infinite possibilities in the river of destiny; my fate is determined by me, not by heaven—that's what it means.”
“Because no matter what fate it is, it can be modified, and one can reverse their fate through effort.”
“But the fate of the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan is now deterministic, meaning that from this moment on, his fate has been set; no matter how he resists, he cannot escape the punishment of fate—he is destined to die, hence it’s also called prophecy of fate.”
“When his fate becomes deterministic, it will be observable by all powerhouses and cannot be changed.”
As Hua Zhi spoke, her heart shook violently.
She had overseen the fate path of the cosmic sea for many years, experiencing far too much and witnessing numerous fates, but seeing such deterministic fate was something she had never encountered before.
The most terrifying part was that the first time she encountered deterministic fate was on a high-dimensional powerhouse like the ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan.
What kind of tremendous power was required to make such a high-dimensional divine emperor unable to escape such a fate, no matter how he resisted?
The ancestor of the Immortal Emperor Clan felt a sense of fear, inexplicably sensing a touch of panic; an immense terror loomed in the air, making him freeze with a chill running down his spine.
He shouted angrily, “You… are being alarmist! Given the current crisis in the cosmic sea, this ancestor can't be bothered to argue with you.”