Zhong Shan was observing the powerful figures gathered in every direction. Although he knew most of them, he could still find a few familiar faces among them.
Knowing that certain people had arrived could not determine anything, but at least it allowed him to find a trace of order in the unknown path ahead.
Suddenly, Zhong Shan raised his brows. An extremely strange sensation enveloped his entire body.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if a breeze had brushed past him, leaving a faint pressure in his heart.
But Zhong Shan had obtained the Heavenly Secret Diagram gifted by Ying, so he immediately knew what it was. Divination? Someone was divining his fate.
The Heavenly Secret Diagram's Heavenly Secret Art was actually the cultivation technique Zhong Shan had focused on the most over the years. It had five levels, and three years ago, Zhong Shan had officially broken through to the fourth level. In other words, unless a Saint was divining his fate, he could sense it.
Someone was divining his fate? And judging from the Heavenly Secret Art's reaction, that person was nearby.
Here?
Zhong Shan silently recited the Heavenly Secret Art. As his entire body trembled slightly, his destiny stirred, and a faint white mist immediately flashed around him. The Heavenly Secret Art—disrupting the Heavenly Secret!
All of a sudden, Zhong Shan stared toward a distant mountain peak.
A large number of white-clad men stood atop the mountain. Plum blossoms were embroidered all over their clothes. At the head stood an old man with white hair and a white beard. He looked profoundly otherworldly, with an extraordinary bearing. His left hand seemed to be making calculations, but for some unknown reason, his calculating fingers were suddenly flicked apart.
The white-haired, white-bearded old man was slightly surprised and looked