"Variables?"
A chill wind whispered through the graveyard as a remarkably handsome young man strode over, his steps firm and unwavering.
He held a small yet mysterious compass in his hand, its surface covered in countless inscriptions.
As he walked, the young man formed seals with one hand, conjuring innumerable Dao Runes and striking them into the compass.
His movements were so practiced they had become instinctive, not hindering his thoughts in the slightest. He walked, worked, and muttered to himself all at once.
"What qualifies as a variable?"
"The unknowable, the unpredictable, the uncalculable?"
"But if it truly cannot be calculated, how could Master know that there are variables on Void Island?"
Situ Yongen finally stopped.
Because the direction indicated by the Bianluo Grand Evolution Disk lay right before him.
"Netherworld Ghost City..."
"Isn't this where that bizarre voice of someone attaining sainthood came from earlier?"
"Why does it feel so creepy?"
Situ Yongen shuddered, shook his head, and swiftly traced Heavenly Secrets Dao Runes with five fingers before continuing to imprint them upon the Bianluo Grand Evolution Disk.
This was a holy artifact bestowed by his master, Dao Qiongchang, personally inscribed by him and of an exceedingly high rank. It could even calculate Half-Saints.
It was simply very risky to calculate such extreme circumstances, so Situ Yongen rarely dared to try.
But Void Island was different.
In this place, one was either a Demi-Saint or a Half-Saint.
Dying muddleheadedly was better than successfully calculating one's fate, then walking knowingly into death.
Of course, extreme cases had to be treated as such.
Under normal circumstances, the Bianluo Grand Evolution Disk could instead avert fatal danger.
"Master said there was only one layer of variables beyond his calculations, but why are there six layers displayed here?"
"Looks like my attainments