Several years later,
In the chaos, Lin Chen was extremely puzzled.
"Why do I have a telepathic feeling? It's as if there's something very important to me in that direction.”
Lin Chen, who could not think of a reason, said,
He might as well follow that feeling and fly in that direction.
Billions of miles away,
A blood-red figure was waking up from seclusion.
"Your injuries have finally recovered, Lin Chen."
Thinking of his defeat by Lin Chen, Minghe was still a little unconvinced.
His foundation, magic treasures, and techniques were clearly stronger than Lin Chen's. After sensing the strength that he had erupted, there was clearly a trace of panic on his face.
Minghe could guarantee that he was not mistaken.
In addition to what Lin Chen had said previously,
"Panic…He didn't believe in fate…Bad luck…Could it be that the increase in strength from his innate ability was not fixed? It all depends on luck?"
Thinking of this, Minghe's eyes lit up.
There were countless living beings and races in the Primordial World, and the number of talents they gave birth to was unknown. It was not impossible for such a method to increase one's strength by using their innate divine power, which was not fixed and depended entirely on luck.
" No, I can test him when I have the chance next time. If his 'fate' is not good this time, then hehe…"
Relying on the feeling in his heart, Minghe once again set foot on the road to find Zixiao Palace.
.....
Time passed slowly.
In the blink of an eye, there were less than ten years left before Hongjun's Dao lecture.
However, at this moment, Lin Chen did not care about the time when Hongjun was preaching.
He just wanted to figure out what was going on with the telepathy in his heart and whether it was what he thought it was.
Because in all these years of contemplation,
Lin Chen clearly remembered that other than that night with Nuwa, there had been no other similar moments. It could even be said that in the hundreds of thousands of years since he left Nuwa...
If he wasn't harvesting Fate Change Points, he was on the way to harvesting them.
If one had to say,
Then it could only be Nüwa. However, every time this thought appeared...
Even Lin Chen felt that it was unrealistic. Nuwa was a future Saint!
However, as time passed, Lin Chen's unrealistic thoughts became clearer and clearer in his mind.
"Could it be that... One shot into the soul? I'm a father now?"
Thinking of this, Lin Chen could not help but feel nervous.
However, Lin Chen did not know.
Not far from him, Minghe, who was on his way to find Zixiao Palace, suddenly sensed a familiar aura.
"I've worn out my iron shoes and searched for nothing, but it didn't take much effort to find it. Lin Chen…I didn't expect to sense your aura again before entering the Purple Cloud Palace. Hehe... I want to see if my 'fate' is still good this time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Minghe's figure disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
At this moment, Lin Chen could feel that telepathy feeling becoming clearer and clearer.
"We will meet in three days at most."
For some reason, Lin Chen suddenly had this thought.
It was also at this moment.
A sinister laughter filled with bloodlust sounded in his ears.
"Kekeke…Lin Chen didn't know if your 'life' was still good or not.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Minghe's figure, which was filled with Evil Blood Aura, appeared in front of Lin Chen and blocked his way.
"River Styx? Move aside."
Seeing the Netherworld River blocking his way, Lin Chen frowned and said coldly,
All he wanted to know now was,
What was that telepathy? He was not in the mood to compete with Minghe.
Seeing Lin Chen's expression, Minghe thought that he was bluffing. He couldn't help but feel happy.
"Hehe, I knew it. He can't always unleash nine times his strength.”
Thinking of this, Minghe suddenly felt confident.
He looked at Lin Chen as if he knew everything.
"Move aside? Fine, if you defeat me, I'll move aside.”
With that, Minghe unleashed his full combat strength, and a violent and bloody vital force rose from his body. If he had only stepped into the Late Stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal with one foot before, now, with his full combat strength, he already had the strength of the Late Stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
Compared to before, he was not just a little stronger.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chen could not help but be stunned.
"In just a few decades, the Netherworld River has become so much stronger? Moreover, he looked very confident. Don't tell me?"
Thinking of this, Lin Chen's heart tightened.
Without any hesitation, he activated his 369 talents.
As the huge die in his sea of consciousness continued to spin, Lin Chen's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He kept praying,
"Nine, nine, nine!"
Unfortunately, the heavens did not allow it. When the dice in Lin Chen's mind stopped, the number at the top was shockingly,
3. Reduces 30% of attack power, increases defense by nine times, and increases speed by nine times.
Seeing this situation, Lin Chen could not help but complain to himself.
"Do you want me to run away or be a sandbag?”
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