"What's going on?"
Zhao Fu had never imagined that he would not be one of the eight inheritors. He could hardly believe the news, so he went to look at the exchange stele.
The names of the eight inheritors had already appeared, and the eight eggs had all been exchanged for by them. Zhao Fu's heart sank sharply, as though plunged into icy water, leaving his whole body cold. He stared at the names on the stele for a long time without speaking.
The eight inheritors would possess the power of origin and would determine the fate of the human world in the future. Should foreign races invade, their power would play the leading role. The eight of them would become the saviors of the human world.
Yet he had failed to obtain such an important position. Was he inferior to others? Or was there another reason? Zhao Fu carefully thought back over what had happened in the two trial spaces.
In the first, the Corpse Soul Space, had he not killed enough corpse ghosts? Did he need to sweep through every village and leave not a single one behind? Or had there been something hidden that he had failed to discover?
In the second, the Great Tang space, had he died too many times? Or was there something hidden there as well? Or was it because he had slept with women? Or had he not slept with enough women? Could it be because of Wu Zetian? She seemed to know something.
Thinking this, Zhao Fu turned and glanced at her. Wu Zetian was also examining the exchange stele with great interest and did not notice his gaze.
After looking at her, Zhao Fu felt that she probably was not the reason. "Then what is the reason? I truly can't