Why had they agreed to the Lord of Fate's demands? Why had they agreed to bless his puppet?
Would doing this really benefit them so much?
Wouldn't the Lord of Fate gain far more from it?
With their own strength, they could not possibly stand against Fate.
Their only option was to enlist the Demon Emperor's help.
But even with the Demon Emperor's help, they would be facing two beings at the Heavenly Dao level.
Could they really deal with them?
The more they thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.
"What? Having regrets now? That won't do! You must do what you promised me. Those are my rules."
The Lord of Fate stared coldly at Zhunti and Jieyin.
These two had readily agreed to his demands. Even if they wanted to go back on their word now, that was absolutely impossible.
He would never let them off.
Power of faith was precisely what he desperately needed right now.
He could not afford to slowly accumulate faith and rebuild his reputation.
What he lacked now was devout believers.
In this respect, he could not even compare to His Majesty Daochen, the Demon Emperor of the Primordial World.
Jieyin and Zhunti instantly felt they had boarded a pirate ship.
"You jest, Lord of Fate. We were merely wondering how to bless this Divine Body with faith."
Daoist Jieyin gave an awkward smile.
They were already here. They couldn't possibly refuse to act now. Better to steady the situation first.
"Hmph, I didn't think you would dare anyway. Hahaha!"
The Lord of Fate snorted coldly, looking at them smugly.
There were always people trying to scheme against him.
What they did not know was that the most calculating person in this world was none other than Fate himself.
He merely disdained