Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

After experiencing the happiness within a beautiful dream, those trapped in reality and suffering would transform into butterflies, seeking refuge in the eternal Illusion Dream.

Much like moths instinctively pursue the flame.

What is an undeniable catastrophe for the present generation, was once the longed-for salvation during the chaotic era.

"But hasn't it been thousands of years already? No, the time of the chaos era is disordered, possibly even more than ten thousand years..."

Tong Ting frowned, "The Sovereign of Huaxu has long since perished with the Myriad Phenomena Paradise; what place does this invitation now point to?"

"Isn't that precisely the issue at hand?"

Tong Yuan sighed softly, observing and deciphering the residual clues from this tiny insect, tracing its origins.

Within the lengthy silence, the halo at his fingertips continuously transformed, revealing bizarre and colorful landscapes.

These were not the eerie scenes of the present world.

At a certain moment, a blurred side face appeared, seemingly aware, glanced back, and vanished... Two interwoven hands, each with six fingers; one finger slightly flicked, and the scene dissipated again... Countless stars interwove, forming an old, decrepit woman, who coldly glared upon noticing Tong Yuan's pursuit...

"Oh!"

Tong Yuan chuckled, "There sure are many trackers... The faceless ones from Thousand Islands, the six-fingered ones from the Empire, and the old crone from the enemy family, hmm, let's see, there are a few Polluted Demons meddling too, huh, and even the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony is involved? With the waters muddied, everyone's reaching out?"

Watching the changing rainbow light and the ceaseless crackling sound, Tong Ting instinctively stepped back, afraid his insignificant skills might get entangled.

Yet seeing his father's unconcerned demeanor, he was puzzled... why so high-profile this time?

Not even pretending anymore?!

"Oh, don't worry, I'm using that old lady Ma's 'Life Observation', and I must say, it's quite handy—"

Tong Yuan held a thin ancient Life Book in his right hand, now quickly decaying and turning to Dust, the fates recorded within burning hot like kindling.

Pretending under someone else's guise was indeed indescribably delightful.

Could Ma Gu climb out of her grave to reprimand him?

Only Tong Ting's eyelids twitched intensely, wanting to speak but holding back.

It wasn't to criticize his father's actions, but to say, please, save some for me... let me try next time!

Unfortunately, Tong Yuan seemed to have no intention of thrift and even stood up with enthusiasm!

The Life Observation book was consumed at a visibly rapid pace, squandering others' ancestral savings without hesitation, disregarding all interference, tracing the chaos before him with the Tian Yuan family's intrinsic chaos-detecting instinct.

Countless scenes shifted among each other.

Finally, for a moment, mist seemed to emerge.

A distant song began, mixed with the dull sound of surging seawater.

In the fleeting vision, a ghastly white face appeared and bobbed with the waves, carrying a strange smile, drifting afar.

Then another, and another...

Innumerable corpses floated on the sea surface, bearing blissful smiles, heading into the ocean's depths, where the mist's layers deepened, and island silhouettes flickered.

Illusion or reality?

Truly difficult to discern, the nature of Taiyi's divination is such that even with the results laid before one's eyes, numerous strange symbols still require interpretation.

But in that instant, what caught Tong Ting's attention was the high tower on the island seemingly reaching the heavens... as well as the eerie shadow coiling around it.

The shadow glanced back abruptly.

The scene instantly dispersed, once again concealed within the deepening chaos...

As if some backlash was triggered, the Spiritual Worm disintegrated into ashes.

Immediately, the Life Book shivered, igniting without fire.

Only a long silence remained.

"Tyrant?"

Tong Ting softly murmured.

"It's not just the Tyrant's Tower, but also the Polluted Demon's concealment and alteration, no, beyond that lie the essence of Weiyang and the Absolute Abyss... you overlooked the song and the dark sky." Tong Yuan shook his head, expressionless, "Behind the scenes stirring trouble, it might just be a big fish."

Tong Ting remained silent.

After a while, he sighed self-mockingly, "Aether, oh..."

Aether thrives on observation and sight, yet also fails by the same means.

Who knows what ghostly things one's gaze might discern? If nothing, so be it, but what if something truly is seen?

Even Tong Yuan, acting in disguise, almost incited retribution.

He originally thought some petty rogue was causing trouble but realized upon probing that the thunder was unbelievably loud!

Involving the Sovereign of Huaxu and Myriad Phenomena Paradise, with Polluted corruption stirring under the Vortex, and behind it lay the depths of Abyss and Weiyang...

Who knows what else it involved.

For a moment, he began to feel a headache.

"Why the long face? Look at you, anxious and jumpy." Tong Yuan glanced back at him, sneering, "In this world, there's never a shortage of massacres, the Empire's exploitations, arsonist entropy, and Tian Yuan's predations. When has it ever been Aether's turn to arm wrestle with people?"

"At least Cliff City is involved."

Tong Ting smiled wryly, "Can't just leave it alone, can we?"

"That's why you're to separate from Shengnian. Shengnian manages the family business, makes investments, engages in charity, gets things done; he has the ability, capability, and qualification for it.