Zhang Baijie could not utter even half a sentence.
His Third-Layer Fate Arts had simply been taken back by the Rotten Axe Elder.
Only when he felt the power of [Fate] descend upon him did he realize that he had never comprehended Third-Layer Fate Arts. As he desperately sought the Heavenly Dao's vision, he saw something even he could not believe: he himself was an ascender.
In a daze, he saw his previous life. He had been the strongest cultivator in a world, yet that so-called "strongest" had only been in the Nascent Soul Realm. Then he had sensed a summons from above and come to the Immortal Realm, only to behold a gaping, blood-drenched maw that plunged him into despair—the maw of the Immortal Realm's Heavenly Dao. It had reduced him to a bewildered soul, creating living beings for the Heavenly Dao while also becoming "Runner," who killed living beings as naturally as breathing.
"Ah!!!"
A sudden, piercing pain shot through his mind. The Rotten Axe Elder watched him with pity.
It turned out that many years ago, when the Thirteen Ancient Sages had sought a way to resist together, [Fate] had already descended upon him. Following the Rotten Axe Elder's [Fate], he had led the rebuilt Immortal Court, waiting step by step for this day.
He had believed that his entire fate was to find his teacher and the Deer Immortal Emperor. He had even picked up portraits of them, treating these as the ultimate goals of his fate. Yet he had forgotten that he himself had assembled an organization of immortals such as Jiarui and sealed the Deer Immortal Emperor inside the Blood Moon.
He had plainly done all of this, yet he had continued searching for his teacher and the Deer Immortal Emperor as though he