Chapter 750: Prophecy
Even Cui Twelve didn't quite believe it when he said it.
Your Majesty.
Injured?
The Four Direction Palace was located in the center of the nine regions of the God Realm. It was the most powerful region in the God Realm partly because of its geographical advantage, but more importantly, Bi 'an.
Why the demons didn't dare to attack the God Realm even though they were eyeing it, and why the Shamans didn't dare to do anything to the Four Direction Palace.
The title of the strongest in the God Realm wasn't just for show.
Yet, such a powerful person was coughing up blood at a time like this.
However, when Cui Twelve said it, he knew that he had made a mistake.
Bi 'an looked at Cui Twelve with a piercing gaze. In that instant, Cui Twelve felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit of ice.
He couldn't help but shiver.
Bang.
Without any hesitation, Cui Twelve knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, I didn't see anything."
He had no choice but to beg for mercy, even though he was now the Highness of the Four Direction Palace.
He was an existence that stood above billions of people.
However, he knew very well that his life would never belong to him. If Bi 'an wanted to take his life, he only needed to say the word.
Or rather, he only needed to think about it.
Time ticked by.
Cui Twelve knelt on the ground. His forehead was drenched in sweat. His heart was pounding, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Right now, he only had one thought in his mind: why did he say those words back then?
"Twelve."
After a long time, a cold voice came from within the palace. Cui Twelve looked up in fear, only to find that Bi 'an had already walked in front of him.
Pressure.
This strong sense of oppression almost caused his heart to stop beating. He was about to suffocate, but he still trembled as he held on to that faint hope to respond.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"You've been with me for almost a hundred years, right?"
"Yes," Cui Twelve replied.
"To be honest, I did have high hopes for you to become the Four Direction Palace's Highness. You're skilled in prophecy. Only the Northernmost Region has a Prophecy God. It's also because of him that the Central Region is in an awkward position. They might be number one, but with the Prophecy God's Northernmost Region, they aren't any weaker than us. "
Bi 'an's gaze never left Cui Twelve's. Under this gaze, Cui Twelve had long since lost the ability to think.
"But after so many years, you've disappointed me more and more. However, I'll give you a chance … If you can predict whether I'll kill you or leave you alive, I'll spare your life."
It might seem contradictory, but Cui Twelve couldn't give a direct answer.
In this passage, Lao Ai had already given a definition, but could he really directly predict that there would be fate?
Bi 'an could.
After taking a few deep breaths, Bi 'an Bi' an's, Bi 'an.
Twelve's. is.
It was exhausting his blood and sweat to deduce.
Countless possibilities flashed through his mind. Gradually, the corners of his eyes and ears began to bleed.
It was true that he had the gift of prophecy, but prophesying his future also involved Suan Ni. With his current strength, it was impossible for him to predict it.
During this time, Bi An just watched quietly, waiting for the result of his deduction.
At that moment, an elder holding a book suddenly appeared behind Cui Twelve, who had a pained expression on his face. When he saw the old man, Bi 'an smiled.
"Your Majesty."
"You got a result?" Bi 'an chuckled.
"You will kill me, but you will revive me after I die and let the First Highness's god clone take over my body."
"Leave."
"Then, Your Majesty, do I need to take the poison half a day later?"
"What … do you think?" Bi 'an replied expressionlessly.
…
The dimension shattered.
Ye Zichen stared at the speed of the dimension shattering. He didn't want to believe that something had happened to the white-robed man.
He wanted to judge whether the white-robed man was alive or not through the speed and degree of the dimension shattering …
The result was not good.
"Brother Ye, what do you think …"
Flame Emperor couldn't make up his mind, so he looked towards Ye Zichen. No matter what, the white-robed man was the closest to Ye Zichen.
"Have the people in the space been evacuated?"
Ye Zichen asked instead of answering.
"They all came out," City Lord Lin of the Hundred Flowers City frowned. "There weren't that many people in the dimension. As soon as it shattered, we all retreated out of it. But there are still a lot of resources that haven't been moved out. "
"There's nothing to worry about resources, right? The resources will naturally fall down when the dimension shatters. But since we haven't seen any resources for so long, it can only be said that the dimension is self-destructing. I believe everyone understands what self-destruction means. "
Ye Zichen's expression darkened.
He didn't want to mention it in order to prevent others from noticing, but …
He looked towards Zhao Zizhao. I didn't expect him to be here as well.
Just what is he planning?
Ye Zichen looked at Zhao Zizhao indifferently. When the others noticed Ye Zichen's gaze, they all looked towards the two of them.
"Emperor Ye, Zizhao doesn't have any bad intentions. He's just a straightforward person who says whatever he wants to say."
During the past six months, Lin Xihe's relationship with Zhao Zizhao had improved. It was said that a woman's IQ was in the negatives when they were in love.
She was the only one who spoke up for Zhao Zizhao.
"Ha!" Ye Zichen laughed inexplicably. He couldn't help but nod, a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "I must announce that the dimension's self-destruction will indeed destroy everything within it. But …. this absolutely isn't the creator of the dimension. It's possible that he's severely injured and needs to withdraw his spiritual energy to recover. I'm sure everyone knows that. "
"Emperor Ye, you're wrong."
"Hm?"
When he saw Zhao Zizhao jump in again, Ye Zichen's smile grew even wider.
"Don't say anything. I know what you're trying to say. If the master of the dimension is seriously injured and needs to withdraw his spiritual energy, causing the dimension to self-destruct, then even if he does, he won't be able to recover, right? Just now, City Lord Lin spoke up for you. I thought you were just being straightforward, but now …. Why are you so fixated on the death of the master of the dimension? "
"I'm just stating the facts. What's wrong with that?"
"Zizhao!"
Lin Xihe furrowed her brows and shouted. At the same time, she tugged at him.
"How forceful." Ye Zichen pursed his lips into a smile, then looked at Zhao Zizhao, who was standing to the side with a similarly playful expression. "Did you eat something bad yesterday? Why are you jumping out now?"
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