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"I can't answer that question because I've never seen it before either. It's just that the legends say that there are deities."    

    

He shook his head.    

    

Becoming an immortal and becoming a deity was an illusory question to begin with.    

    

Regarding these types of rumors and rumors, they were all things seen and heard from the various clans' ancient inheritances.    

    

Whether the inheritance had been misinterpreted for billions of years, no one knew.    

    

However, there was one thing that could be confirmed. Every tens of millions of years, news about becoming a deity would be released.    

    

Thus, the war between the various races would be unraveled.    

    

The various races would conquer each other, slaughtering their way through the myriad of worlds in the universe.    

    

The battles would last for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, or more than a hundred thousand years.    

    

After the war, a new batch of clans rose up, and a batch of old clans declined.    

    

Similarly, there was also a batch of pyramids that were always at the peak of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.    

    

Even if these tribes were unable to truly become gods and become immortals, they still obtained great benefits from the war.    

    

The treasures they obtained from the myriad worlds in the universe supported them to continue expanding their territory, continuing the growth of their race.    

    

Sometimes, they even thought about it.    

    

Whether or not they would become gods and become immortals. It was just a gimmick and an excuse.    

    

A justifiable excuse to allow a large clan to openly invade and plunder the resources of the weaker clans.    

    

He had once told this speculation to the clan's Elders Guild and received punishment.    

    

On this issue, all the elders in the clan, including the Prophet, seemed to be extremely certain that the chance to become a god truly existed.    

    

It was just that there had never been a fated person among the clans for tens of millions of years. Thus, the chance to become a deity was constantly being pushed down endlessly.    

    

"Legends say that the legends are all used to coax people. I'm afraid that this opportunity to become a deity isn't purely for people with ulterior motives to take it out to trick the various clans, let the various clans fight a great battle, let them sit back and reap the benefits, right?"    

    

Lau Hanqing muttered to himself.    

    

Even though his voice was soft, it still entered his ears.    

    

The latter suddenly raised his head and looked at Lau Hanqing. The initial hostility in his eyes had become more appreciative.    

    

Within the Homo Sapiens. There was actually someone in the Homo Sapiens who had the same thoughts as him. This was something he had never thought of before.    

    

Looking at Lau Hanqing, he had a feeling that he had met an intimate friend in the world and hated each other for being late.    

    

"You... Why are you staring at me? There are flowers on my face?"    

    

"Lo Zi, what do you think we should do? This luck doesn't seem to have anything to do with us, right?"    

    

"Besides, Old Mi doesn't believe in this. Where did they get this luck from?"    

    

"Whether or not luck has nothing to do with it. " Furthermore, who told you that there's no luck here? "    

    

Ning Lo didn't say anything at first. He did not speak until Lau Hanqing asked.    

    

He had been thinking about the answer.    

    

As a person who had dabbled in Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism, he was very knowledgeable.    

    

One life, two fortunes, three Feng Shui... Four accumulated merits, five studies... He believed such words.    

    

These words seemed to be the proverb of a rumor.    

    

However, in reality, they contained the true meaning of the Three Churches and Nine Paths of Cultivation.    

    

Among them, the Three Schools of Dao, Confucianism, and Buddhism were the widest and most detailed.    

    

Just as this false statement said, fate was something. It is the will of the heavens that cannot be changed by man.    

    

Even the legendary usurper could only slightly alter one's fate. He could not make any big changes, or else he would suffer a backlash.    

    

As for the second fate, there were many types. There was a person's fate, and there was also a family's fate, as well as the country's fate.    

    

The denser the fate, the greater the blessing attached to oneself.    

    

Those who were protected by fate enjoyed the blessings of heaven and earth. They enjoyed all kinds of benefits provided by heaven and earth.    

    

There were even times when these types of people could have the ability to say whatever they wanted.    

    

This time, the various races descended on earth, directly coming for Apple City, since they came for fate.    

    

Naturally, it was for Old Mi's luck.    

    

Old Mi used to be the strongest country in the world. His luck was so strong that even Dragon Country would not be able to shake him.    

    

However, over the years, Old Mi had become a demon, and he had almost completely destroyed his country's luck.    

    

Now, under the control of the Darkness Holy Court, the entire country had almost fallen apart.    

    

The fate of the nation could be said to have been torn to pieces.    

    

Usually, no one had the chance to seize this fate of the nation.    

    

But now, these things that were almost ownerless, everyone wanted a piece of the pie.    

    

This was especially the case for those clans that were proficient in cultivation.    

    

"You're saying that Old Mi is about to be finished, that they are preparing to fish it out?"    

    

Lau Hanqing understood what Ning Lo meant.    

    

"What do you think? No one is a fool. There are no benefits in the universe. If there are no benefits, I don't think they would be stupid enough to gather here and take the risk of fighting each other."    

    

"Fate, national luck, damn it, they don't understand this thing. Lo Zi, what do you think we should do?"    

    

Lau Hanqing was a little hesitant.    

    

He was an outsider to begin with, and he did not know the gist of it. He could only let Ning Lo make the decision.    

    

"Are you guys not interested in this luck?"    

    

Ning Lo didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Fang Dun and the Heavenly Lord.    

    

In a short quarter of an hour, the Heaven Lord, whose strength had been weakened by the formation, was slowly recovering.    

    

"This ability to reverse time is truly f * cking a bug! Looks like if I want to kill this sort of person, I have to kill him with a single blow."    

    

"Otherwise, if we give them a chance to recover, they will recover again."    

    

"Fate is something that only Cultivators are interested in. We don't cultivate this path, so it's naturally meaningless to obtain it. Of course, it's best if we can obtain it. It doesn't matter if we can't obtain it."    

    

"But I think we'll get involved in this. Because our sworn enemies are very interested in this thing."    

    

"Flying Feather Race?"    

    

Yes! They are a cultivation civilization?"    

    

Ning Lo asked again.    

    

"We call them the Flying Feather Race or the Flying Bird Race. They call themselves the demons!"    

    

"Demon Race?"    

    

Ning Lo's expression changed drastically.    

    

"They belong to a branch of the Demon Race. What? Do you know about the Demon Race?"    

    

"I know. The demon race is a great race in the universe. I was wondering why you were so nervous when you saw them descend."    

    

Ning Lo suddenly understood.    

    

It might not be a big deal for the Flying Feather Race, but the demon race behind them was one of the major races that had gathered all the animals and animals in the universe.    

    

In short, anyone who cultivated demon essence could be called a demon race.    

    

Who wouldn't be afraid of a race that had a larger population than the Homo Sapiens?    

    

"Hehe, I never thought that there would be people who are aware of the existence of the demon race on this small planet of origin. It's hard to come by."    

    

"We don't seem to have much time to choose. Whether we should leave or stay, you guys decide. Anyway, we are leaving."    

    

Seeing that the Winged Race had already discovered the existence of the Esper Race, the Esper Race and the Flying Feather Race had caught up in the air. They immediately knew that they could not delay any longer.    

    

After speaking coldly to Ning Lo, he turned around and transmitted his voice to all the members of the Esper Race.    

    

In the next second, the millions of Esper Race troops retreated towards the southwest like a tidal wave.    

    

"Wait a minute!"    

    

"What else is it?"    

    

He suddenly turned around with an unfriendly expression.