Jiang Yuan was startled; the one speaking was actually the destiny of the Nine Provinces.

"I'm willing to become your host!" Jiang Yuan wasn't stupid; he made the decision immediately.

"No, you are not qualified!" Kyushu Qiyun's tone was cold, as if stating an extremely simple fact.

Jiang Yuan frowned and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"I will protect you for ten breaths, and you are to subdue the dragon of destiny! Otherwise, after ten breaths, your life or death will be irrelevant," the Nine Provinces Destiny said emotionlessly.

"I agree!"

Jiang Yuan had almost no choice, because the Grim Reaper's scythe was already at his head.

"May your luck protect you!"

A pale golden light shone down from above Jiang Yuan's head, and when Mi Tan'er's attack landed on the pale golden light, all the energy vanished without a trace.

"Impossible!" Mi Tan'er was extremely surprised. She had never imagined that an eighth-level person could withstand her attack without dying.

"A hundredfold stealth kill!"

The moment Jiang Yuan was enveloped in the Dragon Qi Shield, he wanted to kill Mi Tan'er, but before his spear could reach her, a warning from the Nine Provinces' destiny arrived.

"The remnants of the gods inherited the power of the battlefield of fallen gods. Their starting point is comparable to the end point of ordinary people. You can't kill her! In other words, you will still be killed by her in ten breaths. Therefore, your only way to save your life right now is to subdue the dragon of destiny!"

Jiang Yuan could only grit his teeth and put away the God-Slaying Spear. He asked in a suppressed voice, "Then how do I subdue the Dragon of Fortune?"

"You possess the Three Sovereigns' genes, which are completely independent and capable of being transcribed. This is what distinguishes you from other descendants of the gods, and it is also the opportunity for you to gain the recognition of the Dragon of Fortune!"