1194: C1194 Prophecy

C1194 Prophecy

Following which, it was as if a figure that was both real and illusory appeared there. This figure gradually became corporeal, with a white robe and long beard, appearing like a celestial being, the old man that the people who had entered the Wonderful View Region realm once saw.

"prophet!"

"The prophet has appeared, but unfortunately, I am actually blocked outside, and do not even have the qualifications to be prophesied!"

Many of the people who were stuck in the encirclement kept cursing, feeling very depressed, wishing that they could squeeze their way in. However, that invisible force was like a screen of light, isolating them from the world outside. They couldn't even sense anything or hear a sound, and could only use their eyes to see what was happening inside.

prophet slowly descended and appeared in front of the hall, his face carrying a trace of gentleness as he calmly looked at the crowd. No one could sense his aura, this kind of expert was not something they could predict at the moment.

At this time, Lin Feng took note of the Qiongqi's expression, only to see the eyes of the cultivator from the Qiongqi squinting his eyes, staring at prophet, as though he wanted to use his own experience to see through the prophet.

It was not only the Qiongqi, other people's eyes were also fixated on the prophet, their eyes revealed traces of sharpness.

"Who's going first!" The old man smiled as he swept a glance over everyone. Then, he softly said, "Let them be."

"Allow me." A silhouette stepped out, his body filled with an unyielding aura, even in the face of prophet, it was still the same, as though he was the only one in the world.

He was the Roc Devil, the Divine Bird Golden-winged Roc, self-proclaimed that his talent was unrivalled in the Eight Desolations, he had always been arrogant and untamed, an extremely wild demon.

"The blood flowing in your body is destined to make you extraordinary, but you are too arrogant and conceited. If you can change your mind, there is hope for your High Grade Emperor. Otherwise, you will have to stop at the furthest level." The prophet said indifferently. In a few words, he pointed out the fate of the Roc Devil.

Roc Devil's demonic eyes bloomed with a bewitching wildness as she said. "It's just Middle Grade Emperor and High Grade Emperor, is your prediction accurate?"

The first person to be prophesied questioned the prophet, the Roc Devil was a Divine Bird Golden-winged Roc, he was proud and arrogant, his name would shake the world, and he would become the most dazzling star, an existence that had never been seen before, wanting to witness the Emperor.

prophet did not care, he only laughed: "I am not sure how many years I have cultivated the Heaven's Mandate technique and live, but I have seen more geniuses than you, including many Golden-winged Roc s, and even some beasts of higher level than your bloodline, such as the Undying Phoenix, the God Beast, the Qilin, and the Golden Demonic Dragon.

"My Golden-winged Roc will definitely become a Demon Monarch, able to shake the ancient and modern worlds!" Roc Devil said arrogantly, he then retreated to the side. Although he was unruly, he knew how terrifying the people in front of him were, and would not offend them.

"I hope so. However, I am only predicting your accomplishments, so the prerequisite is that you all are still alive." The prophet laughed indifferently, everyone naturally understood this point. It was impossible for prophet to know when you would be alive and when you would die, then he wouldn't be called prophet, but a prophet.

"Next!" The second person who stood out was a Thunder Demon, following closely behind Roc Devil.

"Your limit, a lower Demon Emperor!"

"Boom!" There was lightning blossoming on the Thunder Demon's body, and it felt unconvinced in its heart. The limit, was it only a lower Demon Emperor!

"Next!" The next person to step up was the Savage Bull Ox Mountain of the Wilderness Demonic Domain. prophet's prediction was still the same, limit, Low Grade Emperor.

"I'll do it!" Yuan Fei stood out, the prophet glanced at him and smiled lightly: "Middle Grade Emperor, of course, if there is a Great Emperor who changed your fate, you will be able to break into the High Grade Emperor!"

"Chi, chi …" He was the Divine Bird Golden-winged Roc, Yuan Fei, just a mere monster ape. What right did he have to compare with him? The prophecy the prophet gave him was not the least bit inferior.

"Talent comes from demon beasts, but defeat comes from talent. Powerful races are destined to be extraordinary, but at the same time, they also determine where their limits are. Only by making changes can they break through those restrictions." The old man had told him this long ago. Demonic beasts, especially powerful demonic beasts, were destined to be extraordinary, but once they reached the top of the pyramid, it was hard for them to advance even a single step, unless they changed their minds.

"Next." prophet remained calm and continued.

"Me." Qi Jiaojiao jumped out from his brother's side and looked at prophet with her beautiful eyes.

"There's no hope of becoming an Emperor!"

Boom!" Qi Jiao's eyes instantly froze as if she was struck by lightning. The prophet had only given her three words, "There is no hope of becoming an emperor, there is no need to predict.

No, that's not right. She is one of the four great beauties of the Eight Desolation Realm, she is a thousand pounds of Qi Family. She was destined to be extraordinary since birth, why is it that the prophet only gave her four cruel words?

"Why?" Qi Jiaojiao's face turned ugly as he asked.

Your family, your brothers, the reason you were able to reach this step, was because someone had always been protecting you. You only had a beautiful face, and other than that, you have nothing else that you can take out. Your will is tenacious, you have never experienced a setback in life or death before.

prophet's voice was like ice-cold water that poured onto Qi Jiaojiao's body, causing him to feel cold from head to tail, his face pale. Everything she said, was all given to her by someone else? She doesn't have anything of her own?0

"Jiaojiao, you will become a Martial Emperor!" At this time, Qi Tiansheng walked over, placed a hand on Qi Jiaojiao's shoulder and comforted him.

Qi Jiaojiao nodded slightly, but he was deeply shocked by prophet's words. Was there really nothing?

Qi Tiansheng looked at prophet and asked, "What about me?"

"Low Grade Emperor, may have a chance to become a Middle Grade Emperor, but it's very small, unless there's a heaven-defying opportunity!" The prophet said indifferently, causing Qi Tiansheng's entire body to feel ice-cold. Low Grade Emperor, was it just Low Grade Emperor?

This meant that the Thunder Demon all had his innate skills, and Yuan Fei would surpass him.

Although their expressions were calm, in reality, many people were clenching their fists tightly. A single sentence from the prophet could determine their fate, and perhaps, would also change the separation of their Eight Desolation Realm in the future. For example, the prophecy from before: Yuan Fei was able to attain Middle Grade Emperor, but Qi Tiansheng was only able to attain Low Grade Emperor.

Qi Tiansheng clenched his fists tightly, and even started to emit crackling sounds, a look of unwillingness appeared on his face.

"Senior, what about me?" At this moment, Wu Yan stood out and bowed towards prophet, appearing especially courteous.

"You are the same as him. If you have the opportunity to defy the heavens, you can break through your Middle Grade Emperor." The prophet said calmly.

"Wu Yan is actually the same as brother." Qi Jiaojiao looked deeply at Wu Yan. He had always thought that her brother was unparalleled, but Wu Yan who liked to follow beside her, had the same opportunity to become Martial Emperor as her brother.

"I'll give it a try too." Fu Hei rubbed his head, his face dark as he walked out. Adding to the fact that his skin was already dark, it made him look interesting, as though he was still brooding over the matter of the robbery.

"Within fifty years, there will be a chance for you to become an Emperor. As for Middle Grade Emperor, there is a limit, there is also a chance that you can attack the High Grade Emperor!"

"Within eighty years!" The expressions of the crowd stiffened. The prophecy the prophet gave Fu Hei was so high that it surpassed everyone else. Only within the span of a hundred years, would be able to say how many years had passed.

"Hehe, this lucky chance might become a reality. But, Senior, can you not say how many years it is? This makes me feel quite depressed. I'm still dreaming of becoming an Emperor in 20 years!" Fu Hei laughed in embarrassment, causing everyone to roll their eyes. This bastard, was the best prophecy they had obtained so far.

I'm just saying that within eighty years, within eighty years, it might be fifty, thirty, or even ten years, depending on your future encounters. But since you've said so, then I won't say how many years it will be, lest it affect you. prophet laughed, then Fu Hei retreated to the side, as he was satisfied with the prophecy.

At this time, Zong Renyu walked forward, looked at prophet, and asked while smiling: "Senior, what do you think of my achievements?"

"There's no problem with becoming an Emperor, but unless you cultivate your arts to the limit, you will stop at Low Grade Emperor." prophet said calmly: "Of course, you can consider giving up on the arts."

Zong Renyu's expression congealed. The arts that he cultivates in is indeed easy to become stronger, but just like the experiences of the previous generations, there will be poverty, and once a certain amount of time has passed, there will be no way for him to progress any further.

"I'm just suggesting." The prophet stroked his beard and laughed as he spoke. Zong Renyu's body also retreated.

At this moment, the people outside were all extremely nervous, but they could only see the expressions of the people inside and guess what happened. They couldn't hear anything, which made them have the urge to collapse.

At the same time, those people who had not been prophesied became even more nervous. The prophet had trained in the Heaven's Mandate technique for who knows how long, and who knows how strong her cultivation was, she had seen countless geniuses before, so the words he said were of course worth it, which had been verified by the people who had been prophesied by the City of Destiny in the past.

Perhaps, the words of the prophet represented their destiny in the future. Who wouldn't be nervous?!

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