Hanshan said, "Shangshan's conclusion is the final result verified by all the venerables of our Zizai Continent's Buddhist Sect. You may not believe Venerable Shangshan, but surely all our venerables together should be enough to convince you?"
"No, I do not believe it."
"Neither do I."
"Nor do I."
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Another venerable spoke. "The destruction of this world is fate. This is precisely why fate is so difficult to change: no matter how hard we strive, everything will move inexorably toward that outcome."
Hanshan said, "Then there is nothing more to discuss. Zizai Continent has done all it can."
Shangshan said, "Then please return and rest."
The mighty cultivators from Penglai Continent and the Northern Wilderness Realm exchanged glances, then finally cupped their hands and left.
Only the venerables of Zizai Continent's Buddhist Sect remained in the hall.
"It seems Penglai Continent and the Northern Wilderness Realm are determined to intervene. Can we still not escape the fate of destruction this time?" one venerable asked.
Shangshan said, "If that person stops in time, perhaps we can escape such a fate. But it seems that person has no intention of giving up."
"Ambition is a good thing, but after several destructions, refusing to give up is an obsessive heart."
There was a silent sigh.
Before fate, even those with heaven-defying abilities were nothing but hopeless dust.
Several days later, Chi Yu had another flash of inspiration. This time, he caught it rather than letting it slip away. "I understand!"
Xie Xiyi held his hand and asked casually, "Understand what?"
With the excitement of someone who had finally solved a difficult problem, Chi Yu said, "I understand why so many rifts appeared!"
"Why?" Xie Xiyi obligingly asked.
Chi Yu's expression grew grave. "Because of the Heavenly