Controlling time is just as terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, time could be hastened.
Even with a gap in realms, there's no resisting it.
"Another fifty Fate points in hand, not bad at all,"
After slaying a strong member of the Dragon Clan, Liu Zheng couldn't help but smile as he heard the system's voice in his ear.
It was indeed quite good for someone with Fate to have fifty Fate points appear.
"Time to find the next one."
Liu Zheng said and continued forward.
...
On his way, Liu Zheng found some individuals not recorded in the Demon God Temple who were fated, and he amassed a total of one hundred and fifty Fate points.
At this time, at a palace on a mountain peak in the distance,
Wu Jun, the Heavenly Court's Saint Heir, had come here and seemed to be figuring out how to get inside.
Just then, as if sensing something, he suddenly stopped.
The void flickered, and a figure appeared before him.
"Saint Son of the Demon God's Temple, Liu Zheng?"