The moment Zhou Wen shattered the Heaven-Opening Scripture of the Highest Elder, Zhou Wen felt a strange change in his body.
The mysterious Sigh of the Life Providence King automatically circulated. Slaughterer, which had fused with Zhou Wen's body, continued to erupt with terrifying killing intent and Essence Energy. It was even more terrifying than when he fought the eight Life Souls.
As for Zhou Wen's essence, vitality, and spirit, it erupted like a volcano.
The energy produced by the three forces was unimaginable.
Zhou Wen had seen countless Mythical creatures. Excluding Demonic Neonate, who had the ability to transform into Terror at the Mythical stage, all sorts of powerful Mythical creatures, such as Torch Dragon and Tyrant Behemoth, couldn't unleash the power that Zhou Wen was unleashing.
Under the impetus of such a terrifying force, Zhou Wen felt his body constantly transform.
This transformation was different from any previous one. In the past, the transformations were within the range that Zhou Wen could withstand, but this time, the energy produced by the evolution was no longer something his body could withstand.
At the beginning of the evolution, Zhou Wen was very worried that his body would explode because he couldn't withstand the power.
In fact, that was indeed the case. In an instant, countless cracks appeared on Zhou Wen's body like an eggshell that was about to shatter.
At this critical juncture, the terrifying power surged in one direction.
It was a point, a point that seemed to exist and not exist. It was like the beginning of the universe, but also like the end of the world.
The point seemed to exist in reality, but it also seemed to exist in his consciousness.
It was a point between reality and illusion. It was originally difficult to determine its existence, but when the terrifying power injected into the point, the point gradually became clear.
It constantly spun and changed, becoming more and more corporeal. However, this corporeal state was very abstract. It didn't really exist in reality, as though it was just Zhou Wen's imagination.
Gradually, the point grew larger and brighter, turning from a point into a wheel.
Furthermore, there were many strange patterns on the wheel that kept changing.
The patterns were very abstract. Sometimes, Zhou Wen felt that the patterns resembled him, but at other times, they resembled Slaughterer. Sometimes, they resembled the Life Souls that Zhou Wen had already destroyed.
Primordial Human Sovereign, New Era, Supreme Hell King. It was as though there was a moment when some patterns resembled them, but upon closer inspection, they didn't look like them.
It was hard to accurately describe what those patterns looked like.
Even Zhou Wen couldn't tell what shape the wheel was. Although it was a disk, it wasn't just a single surface. It had a spherical arc.
It was said to be a sphere, but from a certain angle, it looked concave, like a coin that was constantly spinning and changing.
"Is this the Wheel of Fortune?" Zhou Wen could sense that the Wheel of Destiny was inextricably linked to him. It was like a part of his body, as important as organs like his brain and heart.
However, it was different from the organs that grew on the body. It existed independently.
"What will my Wheel of Fortune be? Tyrant Behemoth's Absolute Strength isn't bad. Shi Long's Bright Torch Vision World is the strongest, but those don't seem to have anything to do with me … Zhou Wen didn't know what his Wheel of Destiny would be.
This was because there was no experience for him to learn from. Perhaps he was the first person to advance to the Mythical stage with his own strength.
The three forces were still pouring into the Wheel of Destiny that was taking shape, but even the Wheel of Destiny couldn't bear such a powerful force.
In particular, the energy that surged out of the Sigh of the King was endless, like a galaxy in the universe.
The energy that seeped out of the Wheel of Destiny seeped into Zhou Wen's flesh and blood. Under the impact of the energy, his metamorphosing body seemed to undergo some inexplicable changes.
Zhou Wen and the Wheel of Destiny were constantly transforming, especially the patterns on the Wheel of Destiny. The changes seemed to slow down, and some lines had already stopped moving.
Zhou Wen inexplicably knew that his Wheel of Destiny was about to condense. This was the most critical moment.
What kind of power will it be? If I can choose, I hope that the power of the Wheel of Destiny is related to spacetime. Zhou Wen felt that it was easier to understand the Origins of the world with the power of spacetime.
To figure out the relationship between the dimension and Earth's universe, perhaps spacetime was a good starting point.
However, he didn't see any patterns related to spacetime on the Wheel of Destiny.
On the condensed Wheel of Destiny, many lines had already solidified. The lines looked somewhat messy, and he couldn't tell what was going on.
Zhou Wen tried to find some patterns, but the reality was that the lines didn't have any patterns. They were left and right like random scribbles.
Most of them were curves, with almost no straight lines.
"Ah!" When most of the lines were formed, Zhou Wen finally saw what the pattern was. At the same time, he was alarmed.
It was a painting, a portrait of a woman. However, there was only one side of her face. One couldn't see her whole face. Moreover, it wasn't even complete yet. It was just an incomplete side of her face, but it was already breathtakingly beautiful.
However, this wasn't the reason why Zhou Wen was alarmed. What really alarmed Zhou Wen was that he was too f * cking familiar with this woman's portrait.
This was the portrait of the woman on the anchor. There was no mistake. Zhou Wen had seen it too many times and had thought about it too many times. Apart from the lack of an anchor, this was the portrait of the woman.
As more and more lines were fixed, it proved Zhou Wen's guess. It was indeed identical to the portrait of the anchor woman he had seen. Apart from the lack of an anchor, there was no difference.
Why … Why would that woman's pattern appear on my Wheel of Destiny … Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Wen's mind.
Seeing that the woman's portrait was about to be completed and that there were only a few strokes left, Zhou Wen suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.
That's my Wheel of Destiny. Why is there a woman on it? Zhou Wen felt an inexplicable emotion. This emotion seemed to infect the Wheel of Destiny.
Just as the woman's portrait was about to be completed, the Wheel of Destiny suddenly lit up. The originally rapidly spinning Wheel of Destiny suddenly stopped.
In the next instant, the Wheel of Destiny moved again. However, this time, it wasn't moving at all. It was actually reversing.
As the Wheel of Destiny reversed, the portrait of the woman engraved on the Wheel of Destiny disappeared bit by bit.
For some reason, Zhou Wen didn't know what the consequences would be, but he felt inexplicably pleased.
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