Otherwise, why would he have risked losing his head to come here?
"The Six Paths Demon Star, hahaha!"
Heaven truly favors me!
Somewhere else.
An old man with white hair and beard, dressed in scholarly robes, abruptly divined something and spat out a great mouthful of blood. Yet his face shone with wild delight, his eyes blazing with a mixture of hatred and gratification.
"The Great Qi Dynasty has had five hundred years. That is enough. Your House of Qi has sat on the throne for five hundred years. Enough."
"Grand Elder! What has happened to you?!"
The newcomer spoke with worry written across his face.
"Do not worry about me. I am merely old, and I have just performed another divination. To have lived until this moment is already a blessing."
The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a gleam appearing in his eyes. "Chu Da, you are the clan head of this generation. Remember: when the Six Paths Demon Star brings calamity to the nation, our Chu Clan will rise to prosperity."
"Remember this, remember..."
Before he could finish.
The old man's face suddenly turned ashen.
"Grand Elder!!"
Grief immediately filled Chu Da's face, along with a trace of bewilderment.
But he also knew this was no time for mourning.
With one of its sea-calming pillars gone, the Chu Clan might fall into decline from this moment onward.
Recalling the Grand Elder's words, he said, "Grand Elder, I will remember."
What the Imperial Astronomical Bureau could divine, others in places with deep foundations across the realm had also discerned some hints of.
Even if they could not divine that the Demon Star would bring down the nation.
They could still see that, in the future, Mars would sway and the Emperor Star