King Zhou Yi laughed.
More than ten years...
A chill ran down my spine before I sank in.
King Zhou Yi may not be good at direct combat, but the methods he uses to create incarnations are enough to inspire fear.
Because you have no idea whether the family and friends you spend every day with have already silently become someone else.
"Now that I've seen through your disguise, why do you seem so unperturbed?"
He took a deep breath and asked, still puzzled.
According to Zhou Yi Wang, his plan to steal his own destiny should have failed, but Zhou Yi Wang remained calm, which is why he was confused before sinking.
"It's just that the 'anchor' has failed."
Zhou Yiwang continued to explain patiently to Shen Qian, as if this were merely an academic exchange.
"Your life has many important moments. Although my avatar did not participate in all of them, it is still easy to find dozens of anchor points. Can you guarantee that you can find me every time?"
King Zhouyi counted on his fingers, “For example, when you became a disciple, when you first entered the forbidden area, when you and Yuan You were making love, and when you participated in the Nine Heavens War… Why don’t you choose a scene yourself, and I will come to you?”
Hearing Zhou Yiwang's confident and relaxed tone, Shen Qian finally understood why the other party was so fearless.
If this were a turn-based game, it would mean he only has one life, but Zhou Yi Wang has unlimited backup plans.
His incarnations, scattered throughout the world, always intersect with Shen Qian. Shen Qian cannot bear any failure, but as long as King Zhou Yi can successfully steal Shen Qian's fate at a crucial moment, he will be the ultimate winner.
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This first failure meant nothing to him.
At this moment, the surrounding scenery began to shatter, time and space flowed back to normal, and the two returned to the altar of the Myriad Pagoda, with the person opposite them now being Gu Donglai.
With a wave of his hand, Zhou Yiwang extracted the images that represented the anchor points of fate before sinking, and then began to select them leisurely.
Shen Qian made no comment before, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke: "So, to defeat you, I can only find your true form?"
"That's true in theory, but it's impossible for you to do it."
Without turning his head, King Zhou Yi casually said, "No one has ever been able to lock onto my true form, not even the White Emperor back then."
Is there any possibility...?
Shen Qian's expression grew even calmer. "The White Emperor wasn't incapable of it back then; he just deliberately made you think that way?"
"What did you say?"
From the moment he appeared, King Zhou Yi showed a look of astonishment for the first time. He slowly turned around, and his gaze froze.
Because in Shen Qian's hand, an octagonal mirror the size of a palm had appeared out of nowhere, its surface smudged and seemingly covered in dust.
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