No one knew what the Lich Emperor had seen. In truth, even he himself did not know exactly what he had seen. He only knew that, at that moment, his entire body had trembled—the trembling of one beneath encountering one above. Such power allowed no resistance; with one turn of the hand, clouds gathered, with another, rain fell.
Afterward, heaven and earth themselves began warning him, as though he had foreseen some heavenly secret.
The secrets of heaven must not be divulged—this was no empty saying.
It was not that divulging a heavenly secret would bring direct punishment. One had to know that the future was not set in stone. Revealing a heavenly secret meant altering the future to a certain extent. In other words, what would originally have led to one outcome could become another after the secret was revealed, and that new outcome would be even more disadvantageous to you.
This was the law of fate, the supreme law of fate.
The Lich Emperor could not directly reveal his prediction. He could only remind the upper echelons of the Devil Race that this child was extremely dangerous and had a great chance of becoming a Super Supreme. Saying this should be enough to draw their attention.
"Timing and fate, timing and fate. Whether this child can be slain will be a turning point in the Devil Race's destiny."
The Lich Emperor knew very well that changing fate was exceedingly difficult. Killing this child was not something that could be done overnight, but a long-term undertaking.
At the same time, the plan had already been finalized at the Wild Star Palace meeting.
The plan was simple. Each race would send three emperors to join forces and kill Ye Chen, leaving him no chance whatsoever to escape. They were extremely