Divine King Xuan Yang wore a purple Daoist robe embroidered with star patterns.
He had a middle-aged face, swordlike brows, and star-bright eyes. A faint Divine King pressure swirled around him.
He spent most of his time in secluded cultivation. Unless the sect faced a disaster that could wipe it out, he would never appear so easily.
The reason was simple: Divine King Xuan Yang was Dust Star Daoist's grand-disciple and had already lived for over ten million years.
A lifespan of over ten million years meant that even a Divine King had already entered his twilight years.
At this moment, he gazed at the Destiny White Dragon in the center of the pool, whose aura had surged explosively. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his face was filled with incredulous shock.
His fingers instinctively formed hand seals, attempting to deduce the source of this phenomenon.
In an instant.
The power of a Divine King's Divine Rule spread outward, enveloping the entire Destiny Heavenly Pool.
Divine King Xuan Yang's Primordial Spirit worked at high speed, continuously deducing and attempting to trace the causal clues behind the surge in destiny.
Yet no matter how he deduced, everything in his Sea of Consciousness remained blurred, as if an invisible barrier blocked him. He could not glimpse the slightest reason at all.
"What powerful concealment! It can even block this venerable one's deductions?"
Divine King Xuan Yang's brows drew tightly together, and the doubt in his heart grew increasingly intense.
After all, his attainments in deduction were profound. Few Divine Kings could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"The sect's destiny has suddenly surged by thirty percent. This is absolutely no trivial matter. There must be a great opportunity hidden behind it, one powerful enough to affect the sect's future."
Divine King Xuan Yang