I picked up the scattered attributes

He had never considered this question before!

At first, he only thought the Great Prophet was a capable subordinate of the Demon Emperor; but later, he discovered that the old pangolin and the Holy Son Yingdao had an unclear relationship; then, the Great Prophet repeatedly set up elaborate schemes to lure Feng Xia into a trap; and this time, it seems that he has become involved with a primordial god in some way...

Could the so-called destruction of the Xuan Yuan world actually be related to the Great Prophet?

"Where did this old pangolin come from? Even in the Lingyun era more than three thousand years ago, the Xuanyuan World didn't seem to have any inheritance of the Dao of Destiny... Could it be that this guy suddenly realized it on the spot?"

Although theoretically anything is possible.

However, the probability of this is so small as to be negligible.

"If we act rashly without knowing this guy's purpose..."

At that moment, Feng Xia suddenly became alarmed.

He slapped his forehead suddenly, his face showing surprise, and exclaimed, "Damn it, I almost got led astray by the Great Prophet again!"

Zhu Youniang gazed at the brand-new Innate Five Elements Sacred Land, picked up a fragment of the Five Elements Great Dao from it, and gently licked it with the tip of her tongue. A smile immediately appeared on her face: "It does indeed taste like A-Xia's... Hmm, A-Xia, whose cleavage are you talking about?"

"The Great Prophet's Trench".

In just a few words, Feng Xia's expression quickly returned to normal.

He made a few swipes in the girl's palm, his smile growing wider: "I have to admit, while the Great Prophet is certainly annoying, he does possess a magical power."

Yan Wuyou couldn't help but roll her eyes suspiciously: "I think now is not the time to worry about these things. If we can't find out that guy's conspiracy, there will probably be more trouble to come."

"You see."

Feng Xia shrugged and chuckled, "You've fallen into the ditch too."

"...I always feel like you're secretly badmouthing me."

"It's all an illusion, it's all your illusion."

Feng Xia shook his head, his smile growing even brighter: "In any case, the Great Prophet is indeed a master of the Way of Destiny. When it comes to schemes and plots, and methods of cause and effect and destiny, we will never be his match."

"But he has this strange magic that makes enemies subconsciously try to find ways to deal with and defeat him in these two aspects when they face him."

"In this way, it naturally becomes a dead end."

There is only a thief who steals for a thousand days, so how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?

Jumping into someone else's trap and going head-to-head in someone else's area of ​​expertise—no matter how spectacular the failure, it's not surprising.

"In fact, if we can step back and look at things from a longer-term perspective, we will find that the problem can be easily solved."

Having said that, Feng Xia casually waved his hand, picked up Zhu Youniang and the other two, and headed straight for the distant land.

At the same time, his faint laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Dead people don't think or plot."

……

"Oops!"

On the other side of the Eastern Emperor Continent, the Great Prophet, leaning on his cane, suddenly cried out, "I am going to die!"

"Your Highness?"

The boy in the floral shirt, who had just returned, couldn't help but change his expression upon hearing this: "What happened?"

The Great Prophet had always been a father figure to him, rescuing him from the brink of destruction, enlightening his mind, and teaching him the way to return to his innate nature...

Such is the grace of being reborn.

Although the great prophet was not tall, he was an incredibly majestic figure in the boy's heart.

Moreover, the Great Prophet always appeared as a wise man who had everything under control and could make any plan. No matter what happened, nothing could truly move this old man!

But now, the great prophet suddenly says... he is going to die?

However, just as the boy in the flowery clothes opened his mouth to ask questions, an invisible and intangible flame surged and erupted within the Great Prophet's body, and flames emerged from the depths of his eyes, replacing the original soul light in them.

"Little guy, come here."

At this moment, the great prophet appeared exceptionally kind.

He weakly waved to the boy, who, flustered, didn't think twice and immediately approached the old man: "Your Excellency, I'm here. What do you need me to do?"

"I am indeed about to die, and that cannot be changed."

"However, I have another piece of life experience that I would like to pass on to you here."

The great prophet whispered weakly, extending a withered hand to slowly caress the boy's face, but abruptly stopped when he reached his forehead.

The boy in the flowery clothes was even more bewildered and helpless: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fine, I'm just about to die."

The fire in the great prophet's eyes suddenly burned onto the boy!

The young man, who was a primordial god, was suddenly startled and instinctively urged the Great Dao to resist. However, the flames passed through the sky without being hindered in the slightest and simply swallowed up his entire vision!

When he came to his senses again, he felt that something was not quite right.

After pondering for a long time, he could only recall that he was planning to deal with a monster from the Western Regions, but most other things were vague and seemed extremely hazy and unreal.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at the boy opposite him.

The boy bowed respectfully to him:

"Your honor."

……

Chapter 0683

"Your Highness?"

In a hazy state, he felt that the name was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.

An indescribable sense of unease lingered in his mind.

However, upon closer reflection, he found no problems.

The boy before me was someone I had adopted and raised since childhood. He had extraordinary talent for cultivation and had already reached the Divine Bridge Realm at a young age. It wouldn't be long before he could become a true god!

The boy had always addressed him as "Your Excellency".

As for where this name came from, perhaps it was too ancient, so much so that even after searching through his memories for a long time, he still couldn't find the origin of this name.

Of course, that's not important.

"Your Excellency, we were just talking about that scoundrel Xia Donghai."

Just then, the boy in the flowery clothes smiled and said, "That scoundrel thinks that by launching a surprise attack on the Eastern Wilderness Continent, he can escape your grand plan. He will never realize that from beginning to end, he has never escaped the inescapable net!"

The old man with the cane suddenly realized: "That's right, after Xia Donghai came to the Eastern Wilderness Continent, the chess piece on the Western Region Continent has now reached the point where it can be detonated."

The old man seemed to have broken through an invisible barrier, gradually regaining himself, and his thoughts quickly became clearer:

"Three days from now, the final decisive blow will be fully formed!"

"Xia Donghai will no longer be able to affect my plans!"

"And these guys from the Eastern Emperor Continent..."

At this point, the old man's tone softened slightly, as if he had suddenly remembered something, yet couldn't recall anything at all. He shook his head, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed once more: "They too will become fuel that drives the destruction of the Xuan Yuan World."

"When this world is completely destroyed, the last bit of fortune will gather upon you. Whether you return to the innate realm, recreate the divine realm, or pursue even greater goals..."

Looking at the handsome young man, the old man's eyes grew even more kind.

"At that time, even surpassing that moon goddess will be no problem."

"Throughout the realms, no one will be able to stop your rise!"

Upon hearing this, the boy's expression became slightly excited. He took a deep breath, a smile appearing in his eyes, and bowed to the old man to express his gratitude, saying, "All of this is thanks to your efforts."

……

"The scenery of the Eastern Emperor Continent is quite nice."

Along the way, Feng Xia was in no hurry to take action.

Although he had figured it out, the more he tried to outwit the Great Prophet with wisdom and strategy, the more he would fall into this powerful enemy's trap, ultimately having to confront him in the enemy's strongest area...

The best course of action is to break free from this vicious cycle.

However, this does not mean giving up thinking altogether.

"Don't look at me like that. I may have appeared to be sightseeing all this time, well, I was indeed sightseeing... but in reality, I was also setting up my own schemes."

Faced with Yan Wuyou's suspicious gaze, Feng Xia couldn't help but feel speechless.

Was it because he was just having fun that he really hurt this girl too much?

So much so that even now, no matter what happens, Yan Wuyou's first reaction is to suspect him.

Hey Feng, are you up to something? What are you up to? Have you finished your scheme yet?

Thinking back to Ling Jieyu, the well-behaved, sensible, understanding, and promising junior sister from back then, Feng Xia suddenly felt a sense of disorientation, as if things had changed.

"Indeed, time is a cruel mistress..."

After staring at Yan Wuyou's face for a long time, seeing that her eyebrows were twitching uncontrollably and that she might rush up and fight him at any moment, Feng Xia finally sighed deeply: "How did such a good junior sister of the spirit evolve into a contrarian?"