What is fate?
It is a predetermined trajectory, a fixed future.
But will the future truly be fixed?
Yu Hong did not know. Perhaps the grand phenomenon would confine people within certain bounds, just like after he acquired the Black Mark, he was destined to rise amidst the dark Source Disaster.
Many things can determine the lower limit. The upper limit might require a lot of elements to reach. But the lower limit does not need that much.
The Red Sky Fruit might already be affecting Feng Xuezi's lower limit.
Yu Hong watched the figure over there holding back countless Black Tide creatures, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"So, the real danger has always been blocked by Uncle-Master Feng Xuezi, which is why on the other side of reality..."
