Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1217 Small Fate!

In the Palace of Eternal Life, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the sky overturned, as if the end was approaching.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, and various natural disasters occur frequently, causing rivers of blood to flow in the world of immortality, and the lives of people are devastated.

Since ancient times, the living beings in the Hall of Eternal Life will not die, but in the face of such terrible natural disasters, people will die all the time.

A power as powerful as the Palace of Eternal Life cannot really protect the common people in the world.

The most frightening thing is that these natural disasters seem to have no intention of stopping with the passage of time.

One year, two years, ten years, it seems endless.

"Earthquake, tsunami, I'm afraid this is not an ordinary natural disaster?"

"I heard that the Palace of Eternal Life seems to be being attacked by foreign enemies. Even though most of that power was offset by the large formation of the Palace of Eternal Life, a small part of it still infiltrated and caused this catastrophe."

"Who the hell is he? He has such a great ability!"

"It is said that they are a group of immortal monks who are as powerful as the heavens. It is said that there are many strong men who have surpassed the immortal emperor and reached the level of the great saint."

In the City of Destiny, people couldn't help but change their colors when faced with the successive bad news from outside the city.

This catastrophe came too fast and abruptly, almost covering the entire Immortal Realm. Except for the city of destiny, which remained intact, all places outside the city suffered a devastating impact.

Even if there are people from the Temple of Destiny to maintain it everywhere, there are still heavy casualties and chaos.

Until one day, the long-term turmoil gradually calmed down with the reduction of various natural disasters.

"finished?"

This is the voice of the living people, but there is no joy on each face, and there is only the misery of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

Countless people who lost their loved ones, some cried softly, while others cursed the injustice of the sky and the incompetence of the temple.

The Temple of Destiny has a mission to protect them, but this time the Temple of Fate only saved a small number of people. How can the people who are still alive not complain?

Seeing all this, Gu Daoquan couldn't help feeling a burst of grief in his heart, and sighed softly: "Oh, it's all my fault. I didn't expect this battle to be so fierce that even the Palace of Eternal Life couldn't suppress it."

"The Hall Master doesn't need to blame himself. This is something that no one can stop. Now that the catastrophe has not passed, we have to continue to strengthen the defense of the City of Destiny."

Wen Taishi said on the side.

"That's all it takes."

Gu Daoquan paused, then looked at Gu Daochen on the other side, "My dear brother, is there any movement on the River of Destiny?"

"Everything is as usual. Then Yang Xuan has been away for a long time and no one has come back. Perhaps something unexpected has happened."

Gu Daochen shook his head. He has a mirror of the void, and he can observe the situation of the river of fate at all times. Now everything in the river of fate seems to be very calm, which means that Yang Xuan has not yet awakened the god of fate.

Once the God of Destiny wakes up, the gears of fate will turn again, and the river of fate will no longer be as calm as before.

"Don't worry, that kid is the Son of Destiny, and nothing will happen."

Having said that, Taishi also had a hidden worry in his heart when he heard that the Son of Destiny was just what the spirit of the Palace of Eternal Life said. Whether Yang Xuan was really the Son of Destiny, and whether he could really awaken the God of Destiny, no one could say for sure.

Gu Daoquan was silent for a while, and then he didn't say much. He just ordered to strengthen the formation. No matter what the final result of this catastrophe is, no matter whether Yang Xuan can successfully awaken the God of Destiny, he must stick to this last fortress. .

This is also his mission, as the mission of the master of the Temple of Destiny, he is willing to bet his life in order to protect this last piece of pure land.

At the same time that City of Destiny was strengthening the formation, Yan Ruyue and the others were also worried about Yang Xuan.

Since Yang Xuan went to the Temple of Destiny, he has not come back. According to the information sent by Wen Taishi, the master of Yan Luo Palace, Yang Xuan seems to be planning to retreat for a period of time. As for other news, Wen Taishi didn't mention a word.

……

In the depths of the river of fate, the God of Destiny looked at Yang Xuan with a smile, and said calmly: "If that person knows that you are the Son of Destiny, he probably won't dare to plot against you. "

"That person treats me like a pawn, but I refuse to let him do what he wants. Even an immortal emperor has to pay for it. However, the power of this fate is really amazing, and he easily hurt an immortal emperor."

Yang Xuandao.

"The power of fate has the power to defy the sky. How can a small immortal emperor be able to stop it? Not to mention the immortal emperor, even the great saint and powerhouse would not dare to confront the power of fate."

The God of Destiny said in disdain.

"Senior also has this kind of power?"

"You feel it?"

"Well, after obtaining this power of fate, this junior can already feel that there is an aura similar to mine in senior's body."

"Hehe, that is the power of fate, left by my lord during his lifetime."

"So that's the case, what should this junior do next to help the senior open the wheel of fortune?"

"You have just mastered the power of fate, and then you have to practice a supernatural power. Only by practicing this supernatural power can you combine the power of fate in your body with the power of fate in mine to activate The wheel of fate."

"What magical power?"

"Little fate!"

"Is this technique powerful?"

"It's very strong, but it's also difficult to master. If you want to be quick, you have to pay a certain price."

"What price?"

"Ten thousand years or maybe more lifespans."

"Are you giving up your lifespan in exchange for supernatural powers...how come this junior has never heard of such a secret technique in the world?"

"I don't know about other supernatural powers, but the small fate technique can indeed do this. Fate and fate are related to one's own life and destiny."

"In that case, does this junior have to consume a certain amount of luck?"

"There is no need to worry about this. After all, there is a force of fate in your body. As long as this force of fate persists, your luck will not be controlled by fate. Let's put it this way, you are now a person who has jumped out of fate. , Everything in the future has to be fought and won by yourself.”

"That's fine."

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately began to practice the small fate technique.

Just now, the God of Destiny had told him the practice formula and quick secret method of the small destiny technique, and he had no worries, and only wanted to practice this supernatural power as soon as possible.

It's just ten thousand years of lifespan, and he can afford it.

As expected of a small destiny technique, it really is mysterious and profound. Even if he knows the complete practice formula, Yang Xuan still has many things he doesn't understand.

If it weren't for the instant secret method, even if he had retreated for thousands of years, it would be difficult for him to truly practice it.

At this moment, as he continued to burn his lifespan, his comprehension seemed to have been greatly improved, so everything went smoothly, and he condensed a supernatural power seed in his mind almost instantly.

The formation of this magical seed also means that he has practiced a small fate.

However, what made him feel speechless was that he had consumed far more than 1 years of life span. If it wasn't for his strong foundation, he might have died on the spot.

"Well, yes, I'll call you Xiaobai from now on."

"noob……"

Yang Xuan was speechless, why did the name sound so ugly, he took out a mirror and looked at it, and found that he still had the same face, but there were some faint wrinkles between his brows, while his shiny black hair was full of long hair. I don't know when it has become white.

This full head of white hair is the price of burning life, and only when the vitality of life recovers to a certain level can the white hair be completely transformed into the black hair it used to be.

(End of this chapter)