Wanshou Dao Lord's wrinkled, shriveled old face wore an ugly expression. To Yuan Tianyi, the old turtle even seemed somewhat flustered and exasperated.
As an intelligent being who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, Wanshou Dao Lord had always done everything at a leisurely pace. This was Yuan Tianyi's first time seeing him lose his composure like this.
Yuan Tianyi was somewhat puzzled. Even if the divination had failed, there was no need for the old turtle to react so strongly, was there?
He had also harbored some doubts about Wanshou Dao Lord's divination. Logically speaking, even if the other party feared the Yellow Springs Black Lotus, there had been no need to flee the Five Qi Grotto-Heaven.
But seeing Wanshou's expression, he found it inconvenient to ask more.
Wanshou Dao Lord was not actually angry; he was mainly frightened. The River Diagram and Luo Script were the finest divination arts in this realm. As a member of the turtle race, he possessed an immense innate advantage in this regard. He had also received guidance from a renowned master, and by using his own turtle shell for divination, his readings had always struck true.
Of course, divination could only calculate the broad outline; it had never been omnipotent.
At critical moments, knowing the broad outline was enough to make an accurate judgment and alter the situation.
All methods of divination worked this way. The simpler and rougher the question being divined, the greater the accuracy. Conversely, the more detailed and precise the divination, the more easily its result could go wrong.
When Wanshou took out his turtle shell, he had merely divined whether that person was in the Five Qi Grotto-Heaven. He had treated the divination with such gravity, and the question itself had been so simple that it