"Countless people's fates were rewritten in this great battle. The Fate Power surged like roiling waves, but it still wasn't enough—far, far from enough!"
Li Longzi stood beneath the starry sky, silently watching Lan Shuixian being pursued by members of the Spirit Clan. He raised a hand, and a Destiny River surged forth, about to cross layer upon layer of distance and drown the members of the Spirit Clan.
"Martial Aunt Lan, long time no see. I've come to lend you a hand."
The great battle between the Huo Luo Clan and the Feather Transformation Sect involved several star domains, and countless people's fates were entangled in it.
Li Longzi was caught up in the battle. He did not even need to do anything on his own before the Fate Power was drawn toward him in a mad torrent, granting him unimaginable benefits and causing his cultivation to rise by leaps and bounds.
However, Li Longzi was a greedy man. He believed that the true potential of this great battle had yet to be fully developed, and that it should not end just like this.
Thus, he decisively took action, intending to help Lan Shuixian and turn the tide.
That way, a new balance would emerge between the two sides, allowing the battle to continue.
When that time came, even more violent Fate Power would be produced.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The Destiny River crossed space and time in an unimaginable manner, subsequently drowning the member of the Spirit Clan and the Huo Luo Clan's Saintess.
Within the great river, countless people reached out their hands in unison, seized their feet, and dragged them downward with tremendous force.
Most of those in the Destiny River were ordinary people. To a Great Dao Lord, an ordinary person was no