"Oh?" the man was suddenly interested. He looked at Bing Mengchen with interest, turned his head and asked Ning Yue, "How can you be sure that he is a Void of Destiny?"

Ning Yue said that when she talked to Bing Mengchen just now, she learned that Bing Mengchen's meditation space was nothing. As the head teacher, Ning Yue certainly believes in Bing Mengchen.

On the other hand, the head teacher of a class on the side asked rhetorically: "The Void of Destiny has not appeared in the past few hundred years, and there are very few descriptions of him, how can you be so sure?"

Ning Yue ignored her, instead waiting for the recovery of the man she had become an elder against.

"Come here, boy. The man hooked his fingers towards Bing Mengchen and motioned for Bing Mengchen to come over.

Bing Mengchen looked up at Ning Yue, and after getting her consent, he walked towards the man.

The man asked Bing Mengchen, "What your teacher said is true?"

Bing Mengchen nodded in affirmation.

"Well, no lies. The man nodded, and then said, "Let's try again!

"But I can't find any other line of fate except my own. Why should I do this?" Bing Mengchen asked.

"I know what to do," the man shrugged, "you kid will be serious about it!"

Bing Mengchen nodded, and then slowly walked towards the center of the magic array.

The head teacher of the first class was puzzled by this, so he casually asked him to try again, didn't he seriously investigate his fate?

It's not that the man doesn't want to, but he doesn't dare, as a magician who controls his fate, he can't probe the fate of others at will unless he is in a crisis situation. Because if the strength is not strong enough, it may be attacked by unpredictable backlash.

What the head teacher of another class didn't know was that the Fate Void was just a title released by the Extraordinary Magician, and they privately called this kind of person a person who concealed his fate. Behind this kind of person, there may be an existence involved, and it cannot be explored at will. If you probe it, you may be able to breathe in, the gaze of the being.

Being watched by one of those beings, the devil knows what to expect!

Bing Mengchen stood on the high platform and slowly closed his eyes. He is very casual, after all, he has no clue at all, and it is estimated that he will still fail!

However, the rest of the class and even Ning Yue looked nervously at Bing Mengchen on the high platform, silently expecting that Bing Mengchen could be summoned successfully for the second time.

Looking at the pitch black in front of him, Bing Mengchen didn't have any clue.

"Where should I go to find the thread of fate?" Bing Mengchen couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Bing Mengchen began to get irritable, looking for it seriously, looking for it seriously, but there was nothing here!"

Suddenly, Bing Mengchen subconsciously looked somewhere, where his barely visible thread of fate floated. Bing Mengchen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, meditating in meditation, improving his senses, maybe he can find something!

Bing Mengchen immediately took action, after all, time waits for no one.

Bing Mengchen entered deep meditation, and at this moment, he entered a strange space again. There is a bone pendant in the shape of a white droplet.

This is the pendant that Bing Mengchen bought at the bazaar and integrated into his body.

How did it get here? Where am I?

Bing Mengchen looked around and was pleasantly surprised to see another line of fate in addition to his own line of fate. That line of destiny, golden all over, is as illusory as the line of fate of Bing Mengchen.

Although there are very correct questions, Bing Mengchen is still excited to connect the two threads of fate.

At this time, Bing Mengchen didn't realize that the simple connection of these two threads of fate had pulled the lifestrings of the entire world to the tightest state.

It's an ancient underground labyrinth with countless treasures. Adventurers march into the depths in droves, defeating countless monsters in search of the treasure trove at the heart of this underground labyrinth.

With luck and strength, an adventuring party reached the deepest part and opened the huge stone door with ornate patterns and gems of different colors.

"Captain, we're sending!" a female member cheered and put her arms around the squad leader's neck.

The captain wearing this light armor and carrying a big sword couldn't help but smile with joy.

"Everyone, put away the treasures! The captain commanded, and the smile on his face did not fade for a long time.

After a while, another adventurous pair also came to this treasure house, and the captain looked at the empty treasure house and couldn't help scolding: "Damn, don't leave it for Lao Tzu at all!"

Suddenly, he inadvertently swept the gems set on the door, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted to the team members: "Everyone come over to help, there are still a lot of gems on this door." ”

After that, several more adventure parties arrived, but they found nothing. Unwillingly, they seriously explored the treasure room dozens or hundreds of times, but they didn't get anything.

It's just that none of them noticed that under the treasure room, there is also an enclosed space.

In this space there is a huge chandelier that still glows, and beneath the chandelier is an ornate throne. Thousands of dusty human skeletons in the torn armor fell to their knees and hugged the dry bones on the throne, and in the arms of the dead bones were a seven or eight-year-old skeleton that did not want to be covered with dust like other dry bones.

The bones of this skeleton were as smooth as white jade.

In the distant Yanxi Magic Academy, when Ice Mengchen connected the two threads of fate, the child's skeleton broke free from its embrace, collapsing the human skeleton that had been holding it.

The little skeleton sat on the throne in confusion, and two small balls of light suddenly appeared in the empty eye hole. Its body then becomes illusory and transparent, and eventually vanishes. As the little skeleton disappeared, the huge chandelier slowly dimmed, and eventually the entire space fell into endless darkness.

At the same time, in a tall and magnificent church. An old man wearing a white gold-trimmed missionary hat, holding a pure gold scepter, slowly got up, looked at the distant horizon, his expression was full of worry, and muttered, "Fate?"

In the endless darkness, a huge figure suddenly appeared, crawling with all kinds of creatures in his life. The figure said in a hoarse, shrill voice: "The key has appeared, go find it!"

"The day of the return of my god will be the time of the fall of this realm. Strange voices came and went, but then disappeared at the same moment.

In the Yanxi Magic Academy, Bing Mengchen looked at the jade-like skeleton holding him in confusion and shock.

"What is this, the undead?" said a second-class teacher who had never spoken.

Next to the magic array, a man in short-sleeved shorts looked at the little skeleton holding Bing Mengchen with a surprised expression, and couldn't take his eyes off it for a while.

"Light-attribute undead?" the man muttered. Then he burst into a foul language:

"MD, this thing can't exist!"