An Mingyu's Death

Come on, sis, that's a bit of an excessive accusation. They freeloaded and took more than they ate, while I made a sincere exchange. Sure, I may have given them a little too few chips, but at least I still had some credibility... right?

Even the Dragon King praised me. How could you slander me like this?!

Cheng Shi curled his lips. Feeling that he had to prove himself this time, he pondered for a moment before making a secret decision: he would reveal a heaven-shaking secret to this Chosen of Destiny.

"The cosmos will eventually enter Nothingness, but this script wasn't written by Destiny. It was written by *It!"

"!!!"

When the Blind Man heard that *It, she realized that this pronoun was different from before. It seemed not to refer to the Ones seated upon the sixteen divine thrones. Yet even aside from that *It, Cheng Shi's statement itself was shocking enough to leave her stunned for several seconds, making her completely forget to ask who *It was.

Just then, Cheng Shi considerately revealed *It's name.

"Origin, *It is Origin.

Your theory of Destiny is sound, but you were wrong about one thing. These countless scripts may not have been written by our Lord of Grace. *It wrote everything and granted Destiny the authority to 'observe from the sidelines.'"

"!!??"

At this, the Blind Man could no longer conceal the shock on her face. She stood there in a daze.

But her daze did not last long. Soon, her brows furrowed, and then her expression changed dramatically. Before Cheng Shi could realize what was happening, she suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell backward helplessly like a kite with its string cut.

"Pfft—"

"???"

Now it was Cheng Shi's turn to be shocked. His pupils contracted