The Evil Emperor: I... didn't lose...

"You say... what is destiny?" Xiao Wujiu looked at Evil Emperor, seemingly puzzled, and asked him.

Evil Emperor was not surprised by Xiao Wujiu's reaction. After a soft laugh, he repeated what he had previously explained to Hun Tiandi and told Xiao Wujiu once more.

That was right. Everything he had told Hun Tiandi was the truth. He had not concealed anything.

The reason was simple: he disdained lying about certain matters. This was both confidence in his own strength and the pride that belonged to him!

"..." After listening to Evil Emperor's explanation, a hint of surprise also appeared in Xiao Wujiu's eyes.

"Interesting. Truly interesting..."

Judging from the memories of his previous life, the point in time on the Douqi Continent ten thousand years ago seemed to coincide roughly with that crisis in the Great Thousand World. Could it be that lower planes of the Great Thousand World like the Douqi Continent had truly given rise to something like this so-called "destiny" in order to supply fighting strength to the Great Thousand World?

At least to him, this explanation was quite logical and coherent.

If that is the case, then although the Douqi Continent seems not to have a Plane Embryo, there is still a similar will in existence? Or perhaps...

Xiao Wujiu shook his head and temporarily pushed the conjectures from his mind. These things would have to wait until later for him to slowly verify.

"Now, may I ask my question?" Evil Emperor looked at Xiao Wujiu, who had sunk into thought. A trace of understanding appeared in his eyes, and then he continued.

Xiao Wujiu looked at Evil Emperor, then nodded and said, "You may. Ask."

"Those methods of yours do not actually come from the Douqi Continent, do they? And those powerhouses who suddenly