Ye Yu raised his head, looked at the Cauldron Spirit, and said, "What do you mean? The so-called Golden Age you mentioned has arrived?"
The Cauldron Spirit did not answer. With a wave of his hand, a streak of azure light merged into Ye Yu's eyes.
At once, Ye Yu saw countless thick golden chains hanging throughout the heavens and earth before him.
He did not know where the chains led above, nor where they fell below.
Yet at this moment, those chains were gradually crumbling. The muffled booms that occasionally rang out across the Divine Continent were precisely the sounds of those chains breaking.
And every time one chain snapped, Ye Yu felt as though the spiritual energy between heaven and earth grew a fraction denser.
He did not know what level the spiritual energy of the Divine Continent would reach if all those chains completely collapsed.
Subconsciously, Ye Yu looked at Liu Qi beside him, only to discover that a chain was wrapped around Liu Qi as well—though Liu Qi clearly could not sense it.
Likewise, even the Cauldron Spirit had a chain coiled around him.
"This is the Fate Lock," the Cauldron Spirit's voice sounded once more.
"The Fate Lock." Ye Yu murmured it, lowering his head to find that a similar chain was wrapped around his own body.
Only, the chain around him was white, and far thicker than the one around Liu Qi.
"That's right, the Fate Lock." The Cauldron Spirit no longer intended to hide anything. "Its purpose is to maintain the course of fate and prevent any deviations."
"Let me give you an example. Have you ever encountered something where, at the time, you could not think of a good solution, but after you made a decision, the perfect solution suddenly came to