"Stop!"
Sun Wukong shouted in a deep voice, his roar shaking the starry sky.
The elderly-faced infant stopped, an eerie smile hanging on his face, his laughter sinister and chilling.
"Is the Heavenly Emperor ahead?"
The elderly infant spoke in an incredibly hoarse voice, as though some ancient monster had possessed his body.
Qin Jun stared at him and examined him carefully, only to find that he could not see through his cultivation. This meant the child's cultivation surpassed that of a Supreme Origin Lord.
"Who are you? State your name," Qin Jun asked.
This fellow had not attacked directly, which meant he was not from the Imperial Court.
"My name is Fate Stealer. Who I am is unimportant, but I have come to warn you."
The elderly infant smiled. Once he had spoken, his smile faded, replaced by solemnity. Apprehension and fear lurked in his eyes.
"What is it?"
Qin Jun remained expressionless. Li Yuanba and Sun Wukong also drew their weapons, ready to strike at any moment.
Immortal Law Innate!
Fate Stealer's cultivation was formidable; they could not afford to overlook him.
"You are a variable. I advise you to return to the starting point and stop fighting for fortune. Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable!"
Fate Stealer stared fixedly at Qin Jun, enunciating every word. His expression became increasingly horrifying.
Qin Jun was unmoved, while Li Yuanba cursed, "Did you come here to provoke us, you bastard?"
"You're courting death!"
Sun Wukong immediately moved to attack, intending to smash Fate Stealer to death with a single blow.
"Wait! I want to hear him out!"
Qin Jun stopped him. Fate Stealer was, after all, an immortal powerhouse. He could not possibly be a fool.
Could he have said all that merely because Qin Jun had come from another