They could only weave destiny, manifesting it as fine, controllable threads, but they were unable to perceive fate itself as intuitively as Hu Qi.
Suddenly, his gaze locked onto a specific location.
...
The massive purple fissure in the sky, like a scar on the heavens, hung high above.
Although they couldn’t hear the conversation between Hu Qi and the other, they could still see the general situation unfold.
Therefore, the Human Race Cultivators on the ground naturally witnessed the moment Zalasos revealed his true form.
Their faces were slack with disbelief.
They had never imagined it.
That one of the three progenitors of the Human Race was actually a monster wearing human skin.
"No, this is impossible! I don’t believe it! This is all fake!"
"That’s right! This must be an Illusion Technique from that Snake Demon, meant to confuse our minds."
"Fellow Daoists, cast aside these distracting thoughts! Don’t look!"
The truth was too shocking.
Most of the Cultivators were unwilling to believe it.
Instead, they chose to believe it was some kind of Illusion Technique, intended to demoralize the Human Race.
...
「At the same time, within the Cangzhou Realm.」
In a fishing village near the sea.
In a dilapidated wooden hut in a corner of the village.
A young man lying on a wooden plank bed suddenly opened his eyes.
Strangely, his revealed eyes had no whites.
They were pure black, giving him a chilling appearance.
However, this anomaly vanished in an instant.
’How is this possible? Even with sufficient accumulation, it should take time to transform and fully condense one’s Divinity. How could he ascend to godhood so quickly?’
’And this Snake of Destruction seems somewhat different from the inherited images in my memory...’
Zalasos recalled the earlier situation, his expression incredibly grim and his heart filled with confusion.
Accumulating essence to become a True God sounded simple.
But to actually achieve this step required an accumulation of at least several hundred thousand, or even a million years.
Take him, for example.
He had spent nearly a million years manipulating and weaving the fates of several worlds, only to have barely accumulated about eighty percent of the required essence.
But now, just as he was about to close the net on this realm, he had run into a newly ascended True God.
Fortunately, as a Fate Weaver, his life-preserving abilities were also very strong.
He could use the fates he had woven as a medium to instantly possess any living being dominated by those fates.
He had managed the Cangzhou Realm for ten thousand years.
The fate of nearly every living creature within it was under his control.
In other words, as long as there was still a living thing in this realm, it was impossible for him to be truly killed. Of course, this was limited to this realm.
With his current power, cross-realm rebirth was impossible.
But even so, this Ability was terrifying enough.
It made him a nearly unsolvable existence.
However, this didn’t mean his opponent had no way to deal with him.
Especially since that guy was a True God.
If his opponent simply decided to destroy the entire world, he would die all the same.
This meant that it was only a matter of time before his opponent found and killed him.
His only choice now was to bet that his opponent couldn’t destroy this realm.
After all, the origin of this world was unimaginably powerful.
If that weren’t the case, as an Apostle Level Peak Fate Weaver, he wouldn’t have spent ten thousand years without gaining complete control over it.
What he needed to do now was not to give away any clues.
He hoped what he’d said earlier would misdirect his opponent, making that guy think he had already left this realm.
Thinking of this, he prepared to get up.
The next moment, his body froze as a feeling of immense terror washed over him.
Zalasos snapped his head up.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the roof, meeting the eyes of the figure standing in the sky above.
"No, how could you find me so quickly..."
His face twisted into a grimace.
Before he could even finish his sentence, his entire body exploded.
A transparent flicker of light flashed where he had been and vanished.
Zalasos fled, following the residual threads of fate in this realm.
However, in the very next second—
A flash of golden light suddenly appeared in front of Zalasos.
The light rapidly coalesced into a giant golden hand.
Wielding an irresistible power, it seized him firmly.
"No!"
Zalasos let out a roar, instantly reverting to his true form.
His three upper bodies struggled frantically as countless threads erupted from his body, weaving and intertwining in an attempt to break free from the giant golden hand’s grip.
However, the moment those threads, which could weave fate itself, touched the giant hand, they snapped like fragile spider silk, unable to affect it in the slightest.
Then, the giant hand clenched tight!
POP!
With a faint sound, like a bubble bursting, Zalasos’s vision plunged into darkness.
And so, the renowned Fate Weaver—an Overlord Level being from the Spirit Realm who had reached the Apostle Level Peak—was crushed as easily as an ant, his life extinguished in an instant.
...
Modification Point +9,540 (36%)
After doing all this, Hu Qi withdrew his gaze.
A strange light flickered in his eyes.
He performed Introspection.
He saw Divinity surging like an ocean within him. Dark gold Immortal veins, like a galaxy, spread throughout his entire body. Each vein was as solid as Divine Iron, emanating an eternal, indestructible aura.
These veins intertwined into a net, perfectly fusing his physical body and soul.
At this moment, Hu Qi had reached a truly Immortal state.
Compared to before, his power had not just grown stronger; it had climbed by an unknown number of magnitudes.
Every move he made contained devastating power.
Now, it felt as if everything in the world had become fragile before him, as if he could tear anything apart with a single thought.
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