Very complex, very vicious, very chaotic?
What was this thing...?
Gu Changhuai's brows gradually furrowed. "Is what you're talking about something that exists in this world?"
Mo Hua shook his head, deep in thought.
"It seemed... to be something within my Fate..."
He knew clearly that his Fate was probably different from that of ordinary people.
Just now, he had faintly sensed that deep within Thousand-Spider Old Forest, something profoundly "evil" that shared his origin was stirring restlessly.
At the same time, something within his own Fate was constantly agitating.
It left even Mo Hua's mind somewhat uneasy.
Yet before long, that evil disturbance gradually subsided.
He did not understand the process very clearly, but it seemed somewhat brutal, accompanied by an unfamiliar aura of divinity.
Mo Hua was not quite certain what had happened. He only vaguely felt that another "himself" was about to be born.
But that feeling was hazy, and the karma involved was a muddled chaos.
He wanted to divine it, yet for a moment, he did not even know where to begin.
A physician could not treat himself; a diviner could not divine himself.
Once one grew accustomed to certain things in one's own fate, they instead became the easiest things to overlook.
When one stood within one's own "destiny," one could not objectively observe the course of that destiny or the state of one's Fate.
That was ordinary. Those who could see the destinies of others were already few and far between.
Those who could see their own destinies were even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
People being unable to see their own destinies—that was the norm.
But this feeling was not pleasant.
It gave Mo Hua the sense that his own Fate was beyond his observation, beyond his control, perhaps even