"This man... he's incredible..." Xiaohua clutched Shen Xiaoyi's sleeve, disbelief written across her face.
Shen Xiaoyi nodded and said softly, "A very fine Fate Arts Master."
"What was the outcome?" Fei Yan asked hastily.
Li Qingxian smiled. "All five of his Fate Artifacts were destroyed. He's probably unconscious by now."
Xiaohua added, "Even a Grand Fate Arts Master would be coughing up blood after losing five Fate Artifacts in succession."
Li Qingxian channeled his magical power and flicked the fingers of his right hand repeatedly, fully activating Six Signs Seeking Fate.
The stone ox, paired fish, eagle, seven-colored flower, grasshopper, and yellow butterfly all sprang into action.
The stone ox walked through the earth, with only its horns and back showing above the surface. Wherever it passed, broad furrows appeared as though a plow had turned the soil, spreading steadily through the ground and mountain rock.
The paired fish swam, sending overlapping rings of ripples in every direction. Waves spread through every body of water.
The eagle beat its wings, stirring a gentle wind.
The seven-colored flower kept leaping, and every tree it landed on sprouted an identical seven-colored flower.
The grasshopper leaped and laid eggs as it went. The eggs hatched into more grasshoppers, and before long, they formed a swarm as dense as a locust plague.
The yellow swallowtail fluttered its wings, scattering glittering scales through the sky.
The powerful force of the Fate Arts spread in every direction, extending through the mountains.
As the various forces intertwined, Li Qingxian's eyes picked out more and more traces of fate.
Under the influence of the Fate Arts, those ever-increasing traces wove into fate-threads. The threads tangled into a web of fate, finally forming images in Li Qingxian's mind.
Inside a mountain lay something like a small town, with roads