"Why can't I be here?" Li Poxiao raised his eyes to look at me, then pinched his fingers together and calculated for a moment before saying, "As expected, the recent chaotic flow of fortune is not without cause."
He wore a black-and-white Daoist robe and carried a black-and-white sword on his back. His hair was short, but he had grown a beard, giving him the bearing of a Daoist from a new school.
"You sensed that I came down?" I asked curiously.
"No. It's just that the various Proving Dao Heavens have been repeatedly thrown into chaos lately. It must be because fortune is in disorder. And with so many Proving Dao Heavens falling into such a state, I can't think of any other reason besides your return." Li Poxiao turned his gaze back toward the black vortex.
"Your guess... does make some sense. Then why are you standing beside this vortex instead of going down? What are you waiting for?" I wondered inwardly. Li Poxiao had always been so sensitive to this sort of thing. I had to admit, he understood me far too well.
As fortune itself by birth, I was indeed someone who stirred up storms wherever I went. It was hardly surprising that my presence in the three thousand Proving Dao Heavens would trigger endless wars.
When fortune declined, the butterfly effect began. But I had never expected the chain reaction to become this immense.
"I'm waiting for my Phantom God's laws to draw close to the laws here. Don't you have the same ability?" Li Poxiao said stiffly and matter-of-factly.
"What I actually wanted to ask was, you came specifically to save Li Yushuang, didn't you? If you had even a little confidence, wouldn't you have gone down long ago?" I pointed at the black