They could only weave destiny, manifesting it as fine, controllable threads, but they were unable to perceive fate itself as intuitively as Hu Qi.
Suddenly, his gaze locked onto a specific location.
...
The massive purple fissure in the sky, like a scar on the heavens, hung high above.
Although they couldn't hear the conversation between Hu Qi and the other, they could still see the general situation unfold.
Therefore, the Human Race Cultivators on the ground naturally witnessed the moment Zalasos revealed his true form.
Their faces were slack with disbelief.
They had never imagined it.
That one of the three progenitors of the Human Race was actually a monster wearing human skin.
"No, this is impossible! I don't believe it! This is all fake!"
"That's right! This must be an Illusion Technique from that Snake Demon, meant to confuse our minds."
"Fellow Daoists, cast aside these distracting thoughts! Don't look!"
The truth was too shocking.
