"The situation doesn't look good. No matter which path we take, there'll be bloodshed."
Zhang Yuanqing looked gravely at the Palace Lord.
In the warnings of Astral Physiognomy, bloodshed signified mortal danger—the highest level of crisis.
If dark clouds hung overhead, there would be a risk of injury, but not death.
"This is a ruler-grade rule-based item. Mortal danger is perfectly normal here." The Palace Lord's voice was soft and pleasant, calm enough to betray none of the gravity of the situation.
She pointed toward the path marked "No Entry." "The footprints lead this way. We have to take this path."
"I know, I know." Zhang Yuanqing answered in quick succession. Raising his head to gaze at the deep night sky, he said, "Let me observe the stars. The great starry sky will grant us guidance."
Among all the professions, there were three skills that could foresee the future: divination, prophecy, and the Stargazing Art.
Divination could only predict fortune or misfortune, without providing any details.
Prophecy directly gave a specific outcome, but without revealing its causes or consequences.
The Stargazing Art was the strongest. Not only could it determine fortune and misfortune, it could also glimpse fate—fragments of future scenes—as well as the development and evolution of all things.
As for the development and evolution of all things, Zhang Yuanqing was not yet capable of that at his current level.
Mysterious, dazzling starlight surfaced in his eyes. He saw the sky full of stars scattered across the black velvet night, but the stars that should have been clear and brilliant were now shrouded in shadow.
It was like someone with five hundred degrees of myopia looking up at the stars. They could only see that there was starlight overhead, unable to see the stars themselves.
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