The noon sun drifted between heaven and earth alongside the winter chill, and now and then, a few solitary birds flew across the sky.
Xu Zimo rode the Dark Sky Tiger along the main road. Along the way, he saw far too many people.
Some traveled aboard Sacred Ships, while others rode demonic beasts. Without exception, they were all heading to the Baili Family to offer their congratulations.
"Master, do you know of the River of Destiny?" Baimeng's voice came from beside him. Only his voice could be heard; his figure was nowhere to be seen.
"I once witnessed the evolutions within the River of Destiny with my own eyes," Xu Zimo nodded.
"All living beings are bound by the River of Destiny," Baimeng said slowly. "It is said that only by opening the Twelve Dao Meridian Gates can one transcend oneself and heaven and earth, truly breaking free from destiny's shackles."
"What are you trying to say?" Xu Zimo asked.
Baimeng fell silent for a moment before finally saying, "Master's destiny is also bound within the River of Destiny."
Xu Zimo froze. It seemed he had forgotten something before.
He had witnessed the evolutions of countless destinies in the River of Destiny, yet he alone had never seen anything concerning his own.
"No one can foresee their own destiny. You can see the destinies of others, but not your own," Baimeng replied. "There are also some truly great powers who can reach the place where the River of Destiny lies."
Hearing Baimeng's words, Xu Zimo fell silent for a while before finally saying, "Doesn't that mean that before those truly great powers, there are no secrets among all living beings?
They can inspect anyone's destiny at will."
"No. Being able to reach the River of Destiny and being able