Heart Strike

Source Tower, at some unknown level.

An endless Soul Sea stretched here, swirling into mist.

A gaunt figure was imprisoned within the layers of fog.

"Mister Yan, I've come again."

A deep voice sounded from the other side of the mist. Soon, a tall figure in white robes slowly approached and crouched before Mister Yan.

"Lord Cloud Tiger..."

Mister Yan did not look up. With his head lowered, his eyes fixed on his nose and his mind on his heart, he responded with a soft smile.

It was as though he had known Cloud Tiger would come.

Each of the Four Divine Envoys had the authority to visit him alone.

But even for them, the opportunity to meet the "Prophet" alone was extremely precious. Every meeting required a considerable expenditure of Merit Points.

"I want another divination... regarding this person."

Cloud Tiger raised a hand.

Gentle spiritual power swept from his fingertips and took shape within the misty sea.

A handsome young face gradually condensed into being.

"Lord Cloud Tiger, does someone like you also worry... about your future fate?" Mister Yan still did not raise his head. In a quiet voice, he said, "It's truly unbelievable. You actually spent one opportunity to meet me on divining an S-rank from the Outer Continent."

Cloud Tiger remained unmoved.

To the Source Tower, Mister Yan, this "Prophet," was a "rule" much like the Twin Gods Illusion.

They had long stopped treating him as a living being.

As long as one could pay the price, anyone could perform the Divination Technique.

"I want to see whether his fate is connected to the Source Tower."

Cloud Tiger spoke calmly.

"I'm sorry, but I cannot divine this young man surnamed Gu." Mister Yan smiled. "Perhaps because he has been too close to Eastern Continent's 'Battle'