In Esteemed Immortal Changzhen's eyes, this was utterly incomprehensible. It had gathered the timelines of two futures and countless living beings—how vast was that number?
Was this really a divination that an individual life-form could withstand?
Using Ning Zheng's numerical terms, the luck of a normal Extreme Dao Esteemed Immortal, even with a full set of supreme treasures and divine equipment, would probably amount to only ten or twenty trillion.
He had dragged along more than a hundred trillion for the divination—an overwhelming force more than ten times greater than that of an Extreme Dao Esteemed Immortal with a full set of equipment. How could his opponent withstand it?
Did such a freak truly exist in this world?
"Xi Rong certainly has some tricks."
A trace of surprise appeared on Esteemed Immortal Changzhen's stern face.
"No wonder those ancient Esteemed Immortal old men conducted a massive search across the entire river of time, looking for a prodigy and dragging me out to deal with him."
Esteemed Immortal Changzhen's thoughts raced, and he soon guessed at a possibility.
"Perhaps he has already advanced a great distance along the Auspicious Path in secret, taking on a hint of the bearing of the Auspicious Esteemed Immortal. That is the only reason he could withstand this assault."
His battle instincts were equally formidable. In an instant, he saw where his opponent's weakness lay.
"I intercepted the channel through which Xi Rong acquired his luck. He is like a duckweed without roots. He may withstand it once, but not twice or three times!"
"As long as I keep attacking—one day, two days, continuing the divinations and endlessly drawing upon humanity's fortune—there will always come a day when he cannot withstand it."
He gave a soft laugh, sat cross-legged, and quietly looked down upon the Immortal