He said that after developing divine blood, he had gained a trace of the gods' authority over the world. His innate Spirit Appeasement Art was a flower heralding death.
This flower was an Underworld Flower that could see the other side. It would crawl out of his head on its own and appear only before those nearby who were about to die.
At the heart of this flower, the manner of that person's death would appear.
How absurd! It had just appeared before his eyes on its own. Did that mean he was going to die?
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"
Stone Light Emperor Xueyin suddenly burst into a wild laugh. "I never imagined that the heir chosen by that saint, Stone Light Emperor Zhizheng, would actually be such a cowardly, pathetic fool—someone who had never known resistance and believed only in fate."
"No. The previous emperor also believed in fate."
The old man said, "When he saw the wild grass on the Tea Shed, he sensed the lofty workings of fate. When the Immortal Herbs were delivered to him by the Immortal, he saw his own fate for the second time at the instant he chose to go out to sea."
"And he fulfilled his fate as well."
"He often said that fate was a sleeping slave, using this to describe the life destined for him."
"Yes. Even if he failed, another slave would rise from slumber and become the next A Da. That was fate. That saint had merely spent his entire life fulfilling his own fate."
"Spreading demonic nonsense." Stone Light Emperor Xueyin's face was full of disbelief. "Are you dreaming? How could such bizarre things possibly happen in reality?"
Yet the King who had just Unify the World was beginning to believe him somewhat.
After all, he was