"Thanks to you, I made it through this time. I never expected the Lake-Fishing Old Man to stay away, only for this man to bring a tribulation upon me instead."
Chen Lin retrieved the Crystal Needle.
He recalled what Zhenyangzi had said.
That man was actually Cui Xuan!
Cui Xuan was the source of Cui Xuandie's name. According to legend, these butterflies had first appeared after being bred by a man named Cui Xuan.
That was why they were called Cui Xuandie.
If that man was Cui Xuan, he probably had nothing to do with the Lake-Fishing Old Man. Instead, he had come to devour the origin essence of all Destiny Practitioners-and advanced origin essence at that.
He pushed those thoughts aside.
Chen Lin glanced at the Light Orb at the node and approached, his heart brimming with anticipation.
Since the "destiny node" could manifest, there was a chance of correcting it. If he truly succeeded, his chances of achieving soul dissolution would increase greatly.
Time was running short.
Chen Lin hesitated no longer. His figure flashed as he prepared to leap across.
Buzz!
The Light Orb shuddered violently.
But this time, no Colorful Arrow appeared. Instead, countless fine runes flew out, constantly changing their arrangement.
An intense sense of danger suddenly seized him.
Chen Lin's expression changed.
He immediately activated the Nine-Layered Armor to protect himself.
At the same time, he manifested the Chain of Destiny and lashed it at the shifting runes.
But neither worked.
These fine runes seemed both real and illusory. They inflicted no tangible damage; instead, their constant changes stirred the destiny origin essence within him, causing his own destiny to undergo unknown changes.
Chen Lin had no way to defend himself.
His consciousness instantly sank into a bizarre, kaleidoscopic scene.
To his shock, he