Chapter 1459 - 1451: Lord of Fate

Chapter 1459: Chapter 1451: Lord of Fate

"Roar!"

After Qin Wudao finished his cultivation, the Fortune Dragon roared, maneuvering sixteen patches of auspicious clouds, flying out of the Nine Provinces Heavenly Great Thousand World, and began the tribulation process.

Beneath the starry firmament, countless clusters of thunderclouds gathered, rolling violently. One could see cosmic lightning streaking across, exuding an aura of destruction, twisting time and space.

Boom!

Suddenly, the thunderclouds in the starry sky contracted fiercely, a purple divine lightning descended, spanning thousands of light-years, containing terrifying cosmic power that could destroy everything.

A civilization of level five, belonging to the civilization of intermediate universes!

Therefore, the cosmic power contained in this divine lightning came from intermediate universe power, even a martial artist at the peak of the Molding Dao Realm could not withstand it.

But to the Fortune Dragon, it was just an appetizer!

The dragon opened its mouth.

And swallowed the divine lightning into its belly.

To this, Qin Wudao was already accustomed.

No one knows who started it, but whenever people of the Qin Dynasty undergo tribulation, they prefer to ravage the divine lightning.

Crash!

The sound of thunder shook the world.

Another black divine lightning descended, its terrifying power causing layers of the starry sky to shatter, leaving a chasm, as if to split the entire universe in two.

Countless stars tremble!

An innumerable amount of living beings, as if burdened by a God Mountain, struggled to breathe, faces pale!

"Roar!"

Seeing the divine lightning, the Fortune Dragon’s eyes lit up, full of excitement, proactively charging towards the thunderclouds.

...

In the depths of the endless universe.

The extreme East.

"Strange!"

"The existing martial arts system has become even more profound?"

"Could someone have broken the Fate Master’s record, redefining martial arts?"

In a starry ravine, a blood-robed man who was meditating with closed eyes suddenly opened them, radiant Dao light burst forth, and he spoke in shock.

His eyes were scarlet, carefully gazing would reveal densely packed Dao patterns, perceiving the mysteries of the universe.

To him, this vast universe was almost devoid of secrets.

Yet now, curiosity crept upon him.

Who could it be?

Who has broken that person’s record?

"Fate Master, come forth!"

The blood-robed man stood up and shouted loudly.

Ahead, the starry sky rippled.

An endless river emerged, flowing through eternal time, within which stood a man in white robes, with a graceful demeanor, though his expression disclosed impatience.

"Shashi, what is it that you invoke me for?"

Upon seeing the blood-robed man, the impatience on the Fate Master’s face dissipated, squeezing out a smile as he asked.

"Cosmic upheaval!"

"The existing martial arts system has been redefined!"

"Forecast something, see what recent changes have occurred in the universe?"

Shashi spoke with a smile.

"You called me out just for this trivial matter?"

The Fate Master widened his eyes, incredulous, for he was the Origin Power of fate, the source of fate in the endless universe, how could he casually divinate?

"Precisely!"

Shashi nodded, speaking matter-of-factly, "I thought you’d be quite willing to help!"

"I won’t..."

Without a thought, the Fate Master was prepared to refuse.

But halfway through speaking, he saw Shashi rubbing his wrist, emitting ’crackling’ sounds, immediately changing his tone to: "Of course, I’d be delighted to assist!"

He certainly did not want a pointless beating.

Above all, it was humiliating.

"Hurry up!"

Shashi urged.

The Fate Master rolled his eyes, sat cross-legged, the river of fate began to flow, covering the endless universe, searching for the source of cosmic changes.

An hour later, he ended the divination, his brow furrowed.

"What’s wrong?"

Shashi approached the Fate Master’s side, reaching out to give a push.

"Stop it!"

The Fate Master swatted the hand away, touching his chin, deep in thought.

Shashi: "..."

Stop your nonsense!

"Remarkable!"

A moment later, the Fate Master spoke, his profound eyes full of surprise.

"What did you divine?"

Shashi eagerly asked.

He had known the Fate Master for many years, yet it was the first time seeing him commend someone.

"I divined nothing!"

The Fate Master’s vigor dissipated, speaking somewhat dejectedly.

A blank slate!

He had not divined any information about the person causing the cosmic upheaval.

This situation was only the second time he encountered it, and the first person he couldn’t divine was his creator, the Fate Master.

Upon hearing this, Shashi’s expression didn’t relax but became more solemn; the most unsettling affairs were undoubtedly those unknown.

Moreover, who could it be that even the Fate Master couldn’t divine?

Others were unaware of the Fate Master’s origins, but Shashi knew very well, as one of the endless universe’s ten supreme orders, wielding the power of fate of the endless universe.

"However, according to the heavenly insight, a transcendent force has emerged from the extreme West!"

The Fate Master thought for a moment, revealing a piece of useful information.

The extreme West!

If one’s strength were formidable enough, they’d realize the endless universe is fan-shaped, the extreme East being the fan’s pin, the extreme West the fan’s edge; most residing in that edge are low and intermediate universes.

Xue Sha looked westward, contemplative.

"Farewell!"

The Fate Master cupped his fist towards Shashi and dived into the river of fate, vanishing.

"Come!"

After a while, Shashi commanded with authority.

Behind him, the void cracked open, from which two figures wearing golden masks emerged, bowing in greeting: "Hall Master, any instructions?"

"Rise and speak!"

Shashi gestured and asked, "Who is the current person in charge of intermediate universes?"

"Reporting to the Hall Master, the current person in charge of intermediate universes is You Sha Nine’s emissary!" reported one of the figures in the golden mask.

"Go inform him, investigate the individuals and forces recently ascending in intermediate and low universes, and remember, during this process, do not become enemies!" commanded Shashi.

Since discovering that the record breaker originated from the intermediate or low universes, he would go to any lengths to associate, ensuring the Ten Thousand Slaughter Hall’s Dao heritage does not perish.

As for suppressing the record breaker, he hadn’t considered it.

Because he didn’t wish for another enemy.

Some individuals are accompanied by fate, making them exceedingly difficult to kill.

"Understood!"

The two figures in golden masks bowed, their bodies flickering, disappearing from sight.

"Rise quickly!"

"Otherwise, the endless universe may have to restart!"

Shashi turned, gazing at the Eastern Starfield, at the horizon’s end, a patch of exceptionally beautiful starlight, radiant and colorful, mesmerizing.

But the more enchanting the enemy, the more dangerous they are!

...

Elsewhere.

In a certain small world, the Fate Master stood under an ancient tree, with a sorrowful expression, murmuring to himself: "Master, have you truly fallen? If not, please return!"

Two lines of crystal tears flowed from his eyes, falling to the ground, splashing a few water petals.

Suddenly, the Fate Master wiped away the tears, clutching his ears, shouting in pain: "My aunt! I’m coming right away, stop knocking!"

After saying this, he tore through the void in haste, steering the river of fate, appearing in another starfield.

"Fate, get out here for your granny!"

At the center of the starfield, a stunning woman in a white dress held a gold ingot in hand, ruthlessly hurling it at the sky.

Bang!

The Fate Master, who had just poked his head out, was sent flying by the gold ingot.

Who am I?

Where am I?

The Fate Master was seeing stars, utterly bewildered.