Run? Where could they possibly run to?!
Great Mister Lu sighed. "I fear it is fated, and there is no escaping this calamity."
Legendary mighty figures were unique across all realms and omnipresent. Other Shore Great Heavenly Venerables occupied the past, future, and present alike. Even fleeing to the ends of the earth or the fringes of the universe would be futile.
That was why the sense of fate in this world was so strong: the anglers were simply too powerful.
Just as Red King of the Foreign Realm had once struck at the Desolate Heaven Emperor across countless ages of Time and Space, covering the heavens with one hand to strangle a heavenly genius. If Ruthless Great Emperor had not intervened against the current of time and disrupted matters, escape would have been nearly impossible!
"Even the strongest cannot occupy every future." Lin Xian's expression remained calm. "There are games of strategy even among mighty figures."
Let mighty figures fight mighty figures, and let Other Shore Practitioners battle Other Shore Practitioners. That was where the sliver of hope lay.
"The actions of mighty figures have always been difficult to fathom."
Great Mister Lu shook his head and said seriously, "Trust in a mighty figure's power, but never in a mighty figure's mercy."
Below the Other Shore, all were ants. With a single thought, they could die; with a single thought, they could live.
Buddhists spoke of emptiness, Dao Sects spoke of nothingness. Apart from the struggle for the Great Dao, the Myriad Realms were but dreams and bubbles.
If one placed all one's faith in an Other Shore Practitioner, it was destined to be illusory.
"What you say is very true, Senior."
Lin Xian smiled warmly and said leisurely, "But what if there is more than one great figure