Ming Xin merged into the Gods and Demons Cemetery, but he did not rush to take part in any specific schemes or cultivation. Instead, he was like an ancient boulder that had existed since time immemorial.
He quietly comprehended the final "Dao resonance" displayed by this world on the verge of Terminus.
His mind completely sank into resonance with the laws of heaven and earth. The despair, tragedy, defiance, and resolve that permeated every inch of space...
All kinds of extreme emotions and wills crashed against his Dao heart like raging tides, yet also cleansed his Dao realm.
The Great Dao of Fate was one of the focal points of his comprehension this time.
In this world, Fate was not something illusory and intangible. It was instead like a heavy chain stained red with blood and entwined with resentment, clearly wrapped around every Heaven Defiance warrior.
Especially Chen Nan, the child of Fortune. Ming Xin's divine sense attached itself to this chain of Fate, tracing upstream through the causes of eternity and peering downstream at the variables of the future.
He saw countless possibilities and countless tributaries, but the overwhelming majority of them pointed toward the same end.
The blue heavens were stained with blood, all living beings fell into Nirvana, and the Evil Heavenly Dao let out a victorious roar atop the ruins. That was the originally predetermined fate, one that was almost impossible to change.
Yet when he infused the power of his Primordial Limitless Dao Fruit, which transcended the scope of this world, like the finest carving blade...
Into the course of the River of Fate, some exceedingly subtle "tributaries" that had never existed before began to emerge in silence.
*So that was it... Fate is not immutable. Within absolute despair, there is also absolute Life