Who was it that had told fortunes and led him into a pit back then? He remembered every last detail.
He glanced at Bu Mingxuan, his tone heavy. "I don't care. After this tournament, you must come up with a plan. Don't let the Ascension Passage open only for us to find ourselves unable to do anything."
At his words, Bu Mingxuan slightly raised his eyes. Those gray pupils seemed veiled in mist, his gaze apparently unfocused, yet it fell squarely upon the man's face. Amid that hollow haze lay a rare earnestness.
After a moment, he gave a slight nod.
Then he turned to look at the twelve figures by the edge of the arena.
A great age was about to descend!
His divination result was the same as the Yue Clan's. This time, there were countless bearers of the world's fortune, but they needed that wisp of chaotic aura to set them in their proper place.
And Jiang Lu possessed the Chaos Spirit Root and the greatest fortune.
If she could enter the top three, then the Ascension Passage might fully open. Only by ascending to the Upper Realm could they uncover its secrets.
On the tournament grounds.
Liu Qingqing ran down from the arena, her steps light and her face carrying a trace of pride as she spoke softly.
"Senior Sister, I won."
Fu Yao rarely smiled at her. "Not bad. You didn't disgrace yourself."
Liu Qingqing's heart was like a rabbit tucked inside her chest, bouncing wildly. She obediently walked over and sat down, but the moment she did, the smile on her lips faded somewhat.
She knew full well that winning one round was already fortune smiling upon her. In the next round, she would likely have no choice but to lose.
She let out