Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

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On the other side.

Two men dressed in beast robes, with long knives hanging from their waists, had been jovially chatting with a certain clan leader.

But suddenly.

Their expressions slightly changed, and they hurriedly took leave of the clan leader, making their way to the Stone Turtle Tribe's location.

"That fool Lin Zhi, daring to show off in fine clothes in the Great Wilderness, I knew he would get into trouble sooner or later."

"He can't even handle the Stone Turtle Tribe, and now we have to clean up his mess!"

"Stop it, he's a young master of a prominent clan, just gaining some experience."

The two cursed as they walked, their hearts having already cursed the finely dressed man and his family countless times.

"What young master of a prominent clan, going out without even a Guardian, just a wastrel sent away."

"Alright, even if he's just sent away, he's still more distinguished than the two of us."

"If anything happens to him, we'll definitely be held accountable by Lord City Lord!"

Though filled with resentment, they dared not slow down.

But just as they passed by an old, long-abandoned tomb.

A bone-chilling wind suddenly blew in their faces, as if the gates of the Underworld had opened wide.

The wind blew through them, and before they could react, their bodies disintegrated into bones and ashes, their Soul Fire extinguished, leaving only a wisp of dust to drift away with the wind!

Besides this.

An old man traveling late at night unexpectedly encountered a powerful Exotic Beast, and in his panicked escape, he was trapped in a certain Divine Demon Land.

Someone else attempted to fly across a river, only to find an old man in a straw raincoat seated at the bow of a fishing boat, holding a bamboo pole, fishing in the water.

"Fishing in the middle of the night? This Great Wilderness truly is a haunted place."

The person's expression changed slightly, hurriedly trying to leave.

"The fish has taken the bait."

The old man smiled faintly, slowly raising the fishing rod.

The person couldn't help but take a glance, curious about what could be caught so late at night.

But what he saw scared him half to death.

Because hanging on the hook was his own soul!

Subsequently, his body dropped like a bird with clipped wings, with a 'thud,' he fell into the river below.

"Even these small fry dare to tread into the Great Wilderness, it seems someone has forgotten about us old folks."

The old man in the straw raincoat cast his line again, continuing his night fishing.

As these people faced various unexpected events, suffering heavy casualties.

In the Great Court Country far away, millions of miles away.

In a grand Daoist Palace.

An elder, dressed in a Daoist robe with white beard and hair, was holding an Eight Trigrams Compass, seemingly divining something.

But suddenly, the compass in his hand started spinning uncontrollably.

In the end.

The Eight Trigrams Compass made a loud 'snap,' releasing a wisp of black smoke.

The surface of the compass began to crack like crazed porcelain, revealing numerous fine cracks!

"Pfft!"

The elder in the Daoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror and dread.

They knew the Celestial Fate Sect was responsible for conveying the will of Heaven, gathering the world's fortune for the Great Court Country.

And this Eight Trigrams Compass in his hands contained a trace of Divine Power, said to be capable of astrology and fate divination, calculating the secrets of Heaven to perfection.

Since the founding of the Celestial Fate Sect, they had never made a mistake.

But now the Eight Trigrams Compass was on the verge of breaking, showing how serious the matter truly was!

"The Heavenly Dao has changed, destiny is replaced; a new Child of Destiny has appeared in the Great Wilderness!"

"This matter concerns the safety of the Great Court, it must be reported immediately to His Holiness."

The elder in the Daoist robe quickly stood up, not even bothering to wipe away the blood from his mouth, and hurriedly headed to the Imperial Palace.

The Great Court Country had the support of the Celestial Deities, steadily expanding its territory over the years, almost dominating the entire Lower Realm.

Mighty across the seas, no one dared defy.

Whether it was the Eastern Sea Race or the Southern Border Barbarian Race, they all had to bow before the throne of the Great Court Monarch.

But the Great Wilderness was the exception.

The people of the Great Wilderness were wild and stubborn, refusing to be civilized or respect the Heavenly Dao.

They not only refused to submit but even repeatedly opposed the royal army!

Later, the Great Court Country used numerous methods and strategies, reducing the Great Wilderness to its current fragmented state.

If this trend continued.

The Great Wilderness would tear itself apart without any direct assault.

But who could have foreseen.

The situation that had finally stabilized encountered a sudden change!

"The fortune of the Great Wilderness is near its end, making its last desperate struggle."

"But if someone truly arises by destiny, commanding one hundred thousand tribes..."

The mere thought of such a scene made the elder in the Daoist robe shiver involuntarily.

Fortune favored, the Child of Destiny!

This was a place filled with mystery and terror, not governed by the Heavenly Dao, causing even the Celestial Deities to be deeply wary of the Great Wilderness.

If any turmoil were to arise in the Great Wilderness, it wouldn't just shake the Great Court Country, but even Heaven itself might be alarmed!