In a small alley behind the bustling street, an old man with white hair was quietly reading a book in his hand.
There seemed to be something in the book that was extremely attractive to him. No matter how noisy the surrounding environment was, the old man did not put down the book in his hand.
No one on the street noticed this old man who was reading in the alley. No one knew that this person was Huang Longshi, one of the Thirteen Armored Men of Spring and Autumn.
Suddenly, the eyes of Huang Longshi, who was studying by himself, moved, and his fingers, which were about to flip to the next page, froze.
Even though there was nothing strange in the surroundings, Huang Longshi had indeed sensed something.
He closed the book and closed his eyes. In the eyes of others, he was tired from reading and had closed his eyes to rest. However, Huang Longshi was carefully sensing the subtle changes in his surroundings.
After more than ten seconds, Huang Longshi opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"There's actually such a thing?"
Huang Longshi could not believe his own judgment. After so many years, this was the first time he had encountered such a change.
Moreover, this had happened too suddenly. Even the number one fortuneteller in the world, the Armored Yellow Dragon Warrior, had not sensed anything strange before this.
"The luck of the pugilistic world is actually changing rapidly?”
Huang Longshi stood up and walked towards the street. In his eyes, there was a flow of luck in the pugilistic world that ordinary people could not see clearly.
However, at this moment, he could only see the fate of the pugilistic world from all directions heading in one direction. He could not see the exact direction of the fate.
Even if Huang Longshi gathered ten times his energy, he still couldn't figure out where the luck had gone.
This caused Huang Longshi to feel incomparably shocked.
After a few failed attempts, Huang Longshi sighed. He silently sat back in the distance and flipped open the book in his hand again.
"The world in this book has changed beyond recognition!”
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In a remote mountain, Sakra was meditating with his eyes closed, cultivating his power.
Suddenly, he also felt that there was an unusual movement in this deep mountain that was supposed to be isolated from the world.
Even the "Seven No Despairs" that he was currently cultivating had originally improved at a rapid pace, but now, the speed of his cultivation had also slowed down a lot.
Sakra realized that this was definitely not his problem.
It was precisely because he wanted to concentrate on cultivating the divine technique that he chose such a remote mountain. When he cultivated the Seven No-Despairs, he would not be disturbed by unrelated people.
Moreover, the environment here had a bonus effect on the cultivation of the Seven No-Despairs. There should not be a result of slowing down the cultivation speed.
"Could it be that the luck of the pugilistic world!"
Sakra's eyes suddenly opened. He realized that the Jianghu was undergoing an extremely huge change.
"What happened in the martial world while I was cultivating? Even the fate of the martial world had changed!”
Sakra was incomparably shocked and had no choice but to temporarily put down the cultivation at hand. Moreover, at this moment, his mentality was already unable to maintain the original stability.
He hurriedly ran out of the cave. Just like what Huang Longshi had seen, Sakra could also feel that at this moment, the luck of the pugilistic world from all directions was gathering towards a place.
However, even if Sakra used all his strength and used all his spirit to feel it, he still could not touch the place where the luck of the pugilistic world had been transferred.
"This is impossible! How could the fate of the pugilistic world change so easily?”
Sakra could not believe what was happening in front of him.
The fate of the pugilistic world was governed by the Heavenly Axiom. Even if the people of the pugilistic world practiced divine techniques, they were still mortals. Unless their bodies became gods, how could they control the fate of the Heavenly Axiom?
Without the addition of Heavenly Dao providence, the cultivation speed of the Seven No Despairs that he, Sakra, was currently cultivating would be more than twice as slow.
"Could it be that during the time I was in seclusion, a figure above the Land Immortal Realm appeared in the martial world?”
A very terrifying guess appeared in Sakra's mind, causing his entire body to tremble.
On Mount Longhu, Zhao Xuansu also sensed the flow of the fate of the pugilistic world.
What was even more terrifying was that he could sense that the providence that originally belonged to Mount Longhu, where he was, was also rapidly disappearing.
"How could that be?"
Zhao Xuansu was greatly surprised. He could no longer sit still.
"Someone is stealing the fortune of Mount Longhu! Shameless scoundrel!"
Zhao Xuansu immediately flew to the top of Mount Longhu and used her eyes to check the flow of the fate energy.
"Strange, why is the flow of luck so blurry today?”
When she realized this, Zhao Xuansu couldn't believe her eyes.
This feeling was as if he was enveloped in a thick fog. He could feel the fate of the pugilistic world flowing away from his body and gathering in a certain place.
However, he could not see clearly where the luck had moved to.
Even though Zhao Xuansu immediately cast a spell to retain the fate of the pugilistic world that belonged to Longhu Mountain, she realized that she was powerless. She could only watch as the fate of the pugilistic world shifted. She could not do anything.
In the desert, the Headmaster, who was wearing a black robe, walked alone. Occasionally, he would look up at the vast sky. He was the strongest man in the world, and now he only wanted to destroy the sky above his head.
However, when the Headmaster looked up at the sky the next moment, he felt that the luck around him was disappearing. This strange feeling made the Headmaster stop in his tracks.
"Luck of the pugilistic world? Are they gathering in one direction? This is interesting."
The Headmaster planned to stop for a while and observe the direction of the flow of the Luck of Jianghu. He wanted to see what kind of person could divert the Luck of Jianghu from all directions.
However, the Headmaster realized that he could not see through the flow of the luck in Jianghu.
The Headmaster couldn't help but squint his eyes. This was a rare thing.
In the entire human world, there was nothing that he could not predict or see through.
Now, he couldn't even predict the fate of the pugilistic world.
He could only see the movement of the luck, but he could not figure out where it had gone.
"Rare!"
The Headmaster frowned. His calm heart started to waver.
At the same time, Haotian in the distance also sensed the flow of fate.
Unlike the Headmaster, she didn't pursue the whereabouts of the fate, nor did she care.
She only knew that there was going to be another cultivator in the martial world.
"Come on, let's have more experts!”
Hao Tian touched his belly and licked his lips.
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