Fate was what people called the "heavenly secret."
It existed on the level of the Void Realm, on the level of the River of Time, formed by the interweaving of the Causal Lines, timelines, and even consciousnesses of countless lives. It was incomparably complex.
Even those in the Celestial God Realm could only gradually sense Causal Lines, then faintly glimpse the strength of their own fortune—such as whether, in the unseen order of things, doing something felt beneficial or harmful to them.
Only upon reaching the God King Realm and mastering the complete Law of Space could one gradually peer into one's own fate and deduce one's future. If it could be deduced, then naturally, it could also be interfered with and concealed.
The Fate Path delved deep into it, and its powers of deduction were inconceivable.
And without question, the strong all attached extreme importance to this kind of invisible guidance from fate. More often than not, it was not wrong.
Just now, Li Yuan had not paid much attention to this black-robed girl wielding a spear.
After all, never mind that her strength in this Demigod Genius Tournament was only ranked somewhere around the teens or twenties.
So what if she had been first in the Demigod Genius Tournament?
Across the entire territory of the Chaos Divine Court, being the number one demigod of the current age could only mean there was a great hope of becoming a God Monarch—the chances of becoming a God King were extremely low.
Naturally, Li Yuan did not care.
Although this Demigod Genius Tournament was said to be an opportunity for these young geniuses, in essence, it was a "performance" for the God Kings attending the celebration.
But a single sentence from God King Zihuo changed the thoughts of Li Yuan, God