How could the Master of Tianji Pavilion have imagined that his deduction would lead to such an ending?

The cultivation world was defeated; those evil cultivators were the ones who stood the last.

Even he couldn't understand where things went wrong that allowed those evil cultivators to succeed in their scheme.

Furthermore, the Master of Tianji Pavilion said that everyone present would either die or be seriously injured.

The group exchanged glances, their brows furrowing unconsciously, their expressions growing increasingly grave.

They naturally acknowledged the abilities of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion Master, and the possibility of his divination being wrong was extremely small.

Looking at the others who are still standing here unharmed, how could one imagine that they had met with death or serious injury?

Such an ending must have been incredibly tragic for them.

"Isn't it said that good will always triumph over evil? Why did it end like this?" someone muttered under their breath.

The atmosphere inside the room became increasingly oppressive because of what the Tianji Pavilion Master had said.

The oppressive atmosphere made them feel almost suffocated.

"I just hope that it's us old folks who will die in the end, so that these younger generation can have more time to show their talents," Jiang Wensheng said.

"Look at our younger generation, they are all truly rare talents. It would be such a pity if these little things died before us old folks."

As Jiang Wensheng spoke, he patted Jiang Chu beside him.

"The best outcome is for the old man and the little one to live together." Jiang Chu punched his father with his fist.

The father and son exchanged jokes, which eased the atmosphere in the room somewhat.

What Jiang Wensheng said was exactly what these elders thought.

If possible, they would certainly prefer that these younger generations have a chance to survive.

But everyone present knew in their hearts that since the evil cultivator had the last laugh, what difference did it make whether he died or was seriously injured?

It's just a matter of dying sooner or later.

Shen Sanruo gently pursed her lips, carefully and repeatedly pondering the words spoken by the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master.

"Did the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master see that group of evil cultivators arrive in the cultivation world?" she asked steadily, having found the key point.

"Yes." The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master was still immersed in despair, his voice trembling.

"But weren't those evil cultivators trapped in the Yin World? Could it be that they later found a way to reopen the passage between the two worlds?" Immortal Lord Changli pondered.

But the Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion could only see a brief fragment from the divination, and could only see the cultivation world shrouded in a thick, dark cloud called despair.

It can be inferred that this will happen some time before the complete collapse of the cultivation world, at most a few days, after which the cultivation world will lose its last bit of vitality and become a desolate world.

He knew nothing else.

The underlying cause and effect was so enormous that just being able to see these images had pushed his body to its limit.

"Then can we find and destroy the Yin-Yang Twin Flowers as soon as possible, and take care of the evil cultivators before they act?"

"What if we act quickly?"

After a period of silence, as everyone recovered from their shock, they began to discuss possible coping strategies.

But the master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion predicted that something would definitely happen in the future, and the course of fate was already predetermined.

This trajectory cannot be changed in any way.

Perhaps every action they take and every word they say now is part of a pre-ordained trajectory.

What they did could not change their fate.

No matter what they do, they are all heading down a dead end.

"No, let me try again. Perhaps I've made a mistake in my deduction." The Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion shook his head blankly.

His hearing loss has gradually led to the point that he can now barely hear his own voice.

"Yes, I must have miscalculated. Let me calculate it again, and again!"

The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master had never doubted his own abilities so much. He muttered to himself, picked up the tortoise shell again, and circulated his spiritual power.

Seeing that the Master of Tianji Pavilion had begun divination again, the room fell silent once more. Everyone stared intently at the tortoise shell, holding their breath.

They were unwilling to accept this outcome and only hoped that the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion had truly made a mistake.

Even finding just one more glimmer of hope is good for them and for the entire cultivation world.

As long as it's not complete darkness, there is still hope.

The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master's body was already exhausted due to the divine punishment, and he was now forcing himself to perform the second divination, making the process extremely difficult.

It took twice as long as the last divination, and the sky gradually darkened until the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon.

The entire night passed, and none of the people present felt sleepy. They were all extremely tense, and they stayed up all night waiting for the results of the second divination by the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

However, the result was still unsatisfactory. This time, the divination chart seen by the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion was exactly the same as the first one, with no difference whatsoever.

The fact that both results were the same indicates that this was almost a predetermined outcome, and it was not a mistake in the prediction made by the Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

At this moment, the Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was unable to speak. Heavenly punishment had stripped him of his ability to speak, and he could only keep shaking his head.

His reddened eyes were brimming with tears, and anyone could sense his breakdown at that moment.

This result plunged the room into a deathly silence, even more unbearable than before, and no one stepped forward to liven things up.

The atmosphere was too heavy.

Tianji Pavilion opened its mouth, seemingly saying something, and then picked up the blood-stained tortoise shell.

The tiny tortoise shell, no bigger than the palm of his hand, felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in his grasp. He picked it up, only to have it slip from his weak and powerless hand.

After repeating this process several times, the Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion finally managed to hold the tortoise shell in his hand.

He didn't want to believe that the cultivation world would end up like this.

This time, he's willing to risk his life to figure out something different.

Please, you must get him to come up with something new.

The Master of Tianji Pavilion felt as if his heart was trembling.

Everyone else learned the ending through his descriptions, which was far less impactful than what he "witnessed" the scenes firsthand.

It felt as if I were truly in the midst of that catastrophe, sometime in the future, watching the cultivation world crumble bit by bit.

They had no ability to resist and saw no hope.

That kind of despair is indescribable.

The Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion took a deep breath, and with each breath, his lungs felt as if they were being pricked by needles.

He needed to lean against the seat behind him for support.

For everyone inside, the waiting process was incredibly agonizing, feeling like an eternity.

I wish I could turn back time and make it go by faster.

The sun rose from the horizon and then set again, and the sky darkened once more.

The Master of Tianji Pavilion finally shook out the last three copper coins.

But anyone could see that the distribution of the copper coins this time was almost exactly the same as the previous two times.

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