Inspiration surged through Li Xian's mind like a tide.
All the mysteries surrounding fate became clear the moment he suddenly intervened in the Blood Sword Immortal King's life.
Fate!
What was fate?
Some in the Reincarnation Divine Hall said that fate was heavenly will!
Others said that fate was the self!
These were right, yet also wrong.
Fate-
Was the resolve to refuse an ordinary life, to press courageously forward and fight for the future, no matter how humble one's origins!
Fate-
Was also heaven rewarding diligence!
Never abandoning, never giving up, radiating spirited fighting will and courage at every moment.
Fate-
Was, moreover, the determination to defy everything.
Whatever authority or rules one faced, one would give everything to break and shatter them.
My fate is mine to command, not heaven's.
Fate-
Had to turn the impossible into the possible!
No matter how powerful the opponent, so long as there was a sliver of hope, or even-
No hope at all, he could stake everything he had, undergo extreme sublimation, and fight for a glimmer of dawn!
If there is no road ahead, the ground beneath my feet will be the road!
This was fate!
Why had he passed over the Heavenly Artisan Immortal Emperor, first on the Great Dao Golden Immortal Ranking?
Why had he skipped Lie Ri in second place and Zhou Ling in third?
Why had only a dozen or so of the full hundred and eight powerhouses on the Great Dao Golden Immortal Ranking caught his eye, and why had only three of those dozen or so Immortal Kings remained in the end?
And why, at the very last moment, when he had clearly intended only to observe everything from a detached position, had he suddenly intervened in the Blood Sword Immortal King's life?
Fate!