Lu Qing took in White Marsh, and for a time, no disturbances arose.
But they had both come from the same clan.
Somewhere in the wild mountains.
An even more sacred auspicious beast, brimming with an even greater air of fortune, held its head high and gazed toward the Earth Continent in the southwest.
There lay an exceedingly distant connection.
This White Marsh was likewise a White Marsh, yet it was destined to emerge in support of the Human Path.
"Foolish fellow, refusing to strive ahead and wasting that White Marsh bloodline!"
"Hmph. This generation's White Marsh is destined to rise in my hands. Just wait—you will regret this."
Humanity-Dao White Marsh thought arrogantly.
To abandon great Merit lying right before its eyes without taking it was simply not the way of White Marsh.
"Unfortunately, the Six Paths Fate Allotment is too muddled and chaotic now. That fellow from the Spirit Path branch, hmph hmph, actually wants to seize the Human Path's position too. Dream on."
Humanity-Dao White Marsh looked coldly toward the heavens. In its Heavenly Eyes, the clear and pristine cosmos became streams of Fate Allotment surging like dragons, while countless others drifted like dust and smoke, swiftly dispersing and gathering again.
Like waves crashing against the shore, there was bound to be a rising tide and a falling tide.
"Human Emperor..."
Its gaze roamed through the Fate Allotments in the sky, seeking to discern those faint, subtle signs of the Human Path.
Only the Human Path could grant the Human Emperor White Marsh the strongest guidance.
That was the Human Path's innate sovereign.
"Unfortunately, I still cannot glimpse it. Has the Variable Fate not truly appeared yet?"
It did not see that thread of Fate Allotment being born.
Humanity-Dao White Marsh was not discouraged.
If the Human