Dragon-Phoenix Heavenly Sovereign Pill, Divine Soul Tribulation

Aside from Xiao Xiao, the other three in the pavilion all turned their gazes toward him. Even Lin Jing's face was filled with unease:

She hoped Futu Yun would agree, so he could display his strength and prove that she had not misjudged him.

Yet she also hoped he would refuse, because the Demon Realm was simply far too dangerous.

Futu Yun could not help but laugh when he saw this. Then he sat down cross-legged where he was, his fingers continuously moving.

Strands of gray aura coiled endlessly around his right hand.

Generally speaking, the stronger someone was, the harder they were to calculate.

Those who possessed a Primordial Dharma Body were even more impossible to predict through ordinary means.

However, Futu Yun's method of calculation had never relied on heavenly secrets.

The moment he began, he created a temporary small world and incorporated every possible change into it.

Then, by observing how that world developed, he could eventually discern the outcome.

It was like a chicken laying eggs in this temporary small world.

If someone took the egg away beforehand, it naturally could not hatch into a chick.

Even if "eggs hatching into chickens" was originally predetermined, it would still be useless, because the variable of "a person" had appeared out of nowhere.

When Futu Yun had been in the Demon Realm before, he had fought many Demon Emperors and had even taken an attack from the Black Corpse Heavenly Demon Emperor across the void.

The reason he had survived unscathed

was because he would incorporate factors such as those Demon Emperors' personalities, races, and cultivation into his calculations beforehand.

That allowed him to predict their possible methods of attack.

The greater the number of variables in the calculation process, and the more people involved, the more difficult