The "opportunity" mentioned by the King of Zhouyi is the sword that is raised and then lowered in those countless moments.

"If you could be more decisive, although you might not be able to truly sever my foundation, you could at least severely injure me, forcing me to flee today because I had no chance of success."

Zhou Yiwang shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, you are just like those mediocre people. You watched and waited until the end, but you didn't have the courage to burn your bridges. You could only pass away with a heart full of regret."

He remained silent before sinking in; indeed, he had been hesitant the whole time.

Because he simply couldn't pinpoint which moment would be the turning point in Zhou Yiwang's fate.

So until the very end, he never managed to unleash that sword strike.

It is precisely because the opportunity is only once that Shen Qian is being extra cautious. If he lets Zhou Yi Wang go today, there will be no second Sky-Gazing Mirror for Shen Qian to squander.

"Before you sink, give up resistance. My previous promise still stands. You can spare your life and take your family and loved ones far away. Even if the Yuan land is lost, the universe is so vast, where can't you go?"

King Zhouyi smiled and said, "I can erase all your karma and guarantee that you can live a carefree life on some hidden planet. What do you think of this offer?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qian suddenly sighed and said, "These conditions do sound very tempting. After all, my initial dream was nothing more than for my family to be healthy, and for me to have a garden villa with three wives... However, King Zhou Yi, there is still something I don't understand."

"What is it?" Zhou Yiwang asked calmly.

"After you 'awakened,' the scroll of fate did indeed stop flowing, but why does it still exist?"

He raised his head before sinking.

Zhou Yiwang's expression stiffened almost imperceptibly.

"Is it possible that you are still not free from the suppression of the Sky-Gazing Mirror? Otherwise, why would you tell me so much? You could have pretended to be asleep and then seized my destiny when I was not paying attention... Yes, with your abilities and your personality, this is the most logical outcome."

Shen Qian said softly, "But you didn't do that. Instead, you 'awakened' in front of me on your own initiative. Isn't that a kind of fooling?"

"You're trying to tell me that I've actually failed, and on the surface, it does seem that way... Even though the Sky-Gazing Mirror is still suppressing you, your destiny trajectory is no longer visible, and I've lost the chance to sever your foundation. I've failed."

"but……"

Shen Qian suddenly changed his tone, and his eyes gradually sharpened. "Or there is another possibility. In fact, the Sky-Gazing Mirror has never completely suppressed you. After all, you are King Zhouyi, the supreme being of the Way of Destiny. Even if it is a divine artifact jointly created by the White Emperor and King Jiangling, it is not enough to make you completely lose yourself."

“Your real ‘fooling’ is not what you are saying to me now, but the fog you have been creating from the very beginning, when this scroll of fate was first drawn.”

As Chen Qian spoke, the longsword that the Sky-Gazing Mirror in his hand transformed into shone brightly.

Before Zhou Yiwang, whose expression had changed, could say anything more, he had already slammed the longsword in his hand heavily into the ground.

Whoosh!

The surrounding scenery began to shatter, the magnificent palace began to collapse, and the Qin army that had invaded the Zhou Dynasty began to be annihilated. With a flash in Shen Qian's eyes, he returned to the city where he had started.

The tall aliens walked along, while the humans walking along the street corner bowed and scraped, not daring to raise their heads for fear of incurring the aliens' humiliation.

All the images were gray and white, and apart from Chen Qian himself, everything was no different from the beginning.

He strode forward and soon arrived at the slum where the humans lived.

Clang!

A broken bowl fell to Shen Qian's feet. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw several adults beating a child in the alleyway.

Pedestrians passed by from time to time, but they just watched the scene indifferently, and no one wanted to intervene.

Shen Qian walked over and watched quietly until a tall man entered the alley, revealed his identity as a member of the Great Xia Clan, and drove away the fortune tellers on the street.

The man crouched down, pulled the child up, sized him up, and then frowned. "A person born with an unlucky destiny... You cannot be allowed to live!"

As he spoke, the man raised his hand, as if intending to end the child's life directly.

At this moment, the child awoke from his coma and opened his eyes. His eyes, which were much brighter than those of an average child, were filled with confusion and fear.

The man froze, hesitated for a long time before finally lowering his hand and sighing, "Fine, fine, you can come with me from now on. But you'll probably lose your freedom... However, at least I can guarantee that you'll have enough to eat and winter clothes to wear."

"My name is Yu, Yu of the Xia tribe."

The man took the child's hand and led him back to the Xia tribe.

He hid the child in his house and took good care of him, except for strictly forbidding him from going out.

He taught them to read and write, taught them martial arts, and at their request, he would travel to all the markets of the human race to search for all kinds of books to keep them entertained.

As time went by, the man had long forgotten the unease he felt when he first saw the child. He treated the child as his own son, but he didn't know that whenever the child lowered his head, his eyes revealed only indifference and disgust.

For a child, no amount of the man's many deeds can compare to the profound impact of the hand that almost took his life when they first met, a hand that was only centimeters from his forehead.

He longed to see a vibrant and colorful world, and he hated the feeling of having his fate controlled by others.

As Yu the Great brought back more and more books, even though he never spoke to the children about the "Tao" while being on guard, the children still managed to discover their own "Tao" through their extraordinary talent.

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