The Beginning of Fate

Most people did not believe in fate.

They might not go around declaring "my fate is mine to decide, not heaven's" every day, but they did believe people could overcome heaven.

Yet viewed backward from the future, everything that had happened in the past was fate, long since ordained.

After the Slaughter Skeleton entered the passage to the Feast Sea, the True-Self Perfect One looked up at the sky aboard the Challenger and suddenly felt something stir.

It was like a Heart's Premonition, as though a voice were telling him that fate's turning point had arrived.

"So... this is the moment I've been waiting for all along?" Realization struck the True-Self Perfect One, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Mani sat on the ship's rail. Seeing the True-Self Perfect One suddenly raise his head and close his eyes, she asked curiously, "Hawkins, what's wrong with him?"

"I don't know," Hawkins said, shaking his head.

The True-Self Perfect One's attainment was profound, and his strength unfathomable. Hawkins could not guess what was happening to him.

Meanwhile, high above, the Slaughter Skeleton also encountered an energy current in the passage to the Feast Sea.

The Slaughter Skeleton was much larger than the Challenger—almost five times its size—and had no room to dodge the current. When they collided, the entire ship shook violently, and a distinct crack appeared in the keel at its bow.

Splinters of bone shot upward in the current, piercing countless Blood Guards before they could react.

"What a powerful energy current. Slaughter Lord, if you don't act, all the Blood Guards will die," Mayeja said from behind him.

Seated atop a skull, the Slaughter Lord replied coldly, "If they can't withstand a mere energy current, what use are they to me?"

"But if all the Blood Guards die, there'll