"Who will go first?"
Heaven's Oracle looked at the crowd and asked calmly.
He stepped forward, standing at the center of the formation.
At that moment, he seemed to have merged with the Formation of All Living Beings' Fate.
He looked as though he held the unseen threads of destiny in his grasp.
Hearing Heaven's Oracle's words, no one present stood on ceremony.
Someone stepped forward.
"I'll go," he said.
"I want to divine my path of cultivation."
"I walk the Demon Way, centered on the inheritance of our Golden-Winged Great Peng clan."
"But in recent years, I have felt as though this path has been rejecting me. It fits me less and less, and I do not know what I should do."
"Should I continue cultivating by force, forcefully merging with it?
"Or should I choose another path and recultivate a different Great Dao?"
The man did not avoid the matter.
He laid out every problem he had encountered before everyone.
Xu Zimo looked toward the speaker.
It was a man.
Moreover, he was an exceptionally valiant-looking man.
He stood nearly two meters tall, with a pair of wings behind him that seemed capable of blotting out the heavens and covering the earth.
His skin had a faint dark-golden hue.
His gaze was both profound and sharp.
Many people did not even dare meet his eyes.
Wang Changqing said from the side,
"This man is called Golden Peng. He ranks second on the Strongest List."
"He is known as the Heaven-Devouring Demon Emperor."
"Golden Peng feeds on the Dragon Race and is exceedingly brutal. Be careful around him."
After saying that, Wang Changqing could not help sighing.
"Who would have thought that even a powerhouse like him would feel lost about cultivation?"
"It seems confusion has nothing to do