In the room, at this time, only Xi Mucheng and the yellow-robed old Taoist on the opposite side were left.

The air seemed to have spent.

Everyone, including Liu Chentian, Lin Ru, and all the members of the K organization, all gathered at the base's underground training ground.

On the contrary, it was Tianyu, a kid, who stood silently beside the yellow-robed old man at this time, his face turned blue.

Well, yes, plus him, there should be three people in this room.

It's just that compared to the breath of the other two in front of him, his sense of presence is almost zero.

Looking at the calm old man in front of him, but he was deeply hidden, Xi Mucheng had a similar feeling when he faced the old lama king in Tibet.

A feeling of being in control.

It seems that no matter what you think, no matter what you make, you will be under the control of the other side, and you can't make waves.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

"The old gentleman is?"

Xi Mucheng took a deep breath, suddenly a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and then sat firmly in front of the tea tray, boiling water and boiling tea, as if it was a conversation between two old friends who have known each other for many years, relaxed and comfortable.

"It's been a long time since anyone asked me my name, so long that I forgot myself."

The yellow-robed old Taoist seemed to have talked about this issue a long time ago, shook his head with a sigh, and looked at Xi Mucheng with extremely flat eyes: "Huang Zu." ”

Xi Mucheng nodded slightly.

"That's what Ebola calls me."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on the corner of Xi Mucheng's mouth froze.

"That perverted old man knows you, too?" Soon he regained his composure, smiled again, and looked at the yellow-robed old man.

"It's more than understanding."

The old Taoist in the yellow robe still looked flat, picked up a cup of warm tea in an extremely relaxed and freehand way, and said: "You have come to this day, everything is controlled by me." ”

After speaking, he took a sip of tea, as if everything was so deserved.

Xi Mucheng couldn't calm down this time, his brows furrowed, first a solemn look swelled, and then a slight wry smile.

This... This kind of thing shouldn't be said in this tone.

"Are you manipulating?"

Xi Mucheng took a deep breath and put down the still warm teapot in his hand.

The yellow-robed old Taoist looked at him kindly.

"Since when?" Xi Mujo stood up, his gaze shooting straight at the person in front of him.

"Do you mean it started with Ebola and that guy named K, or did I really start to control the trajectory of your destiny?" Huang Zu laughed again.

For a moment, Xi Mucheng could barely control his emotions, and a violent anger surged in his heart.

The resentment that had been accumulating for an unknown amount of time exploded in an instant.

The person in front of him is actually the culprit who has put himself in the quagmire of fate?

Is it him who keeps his life force suffering from one predicament after another?

The destruction of the orphanage back then, Ruoruo's departure, is it also related to him?

K and Ebola brought their eight-year-old selves into that hellish training camp, and it also happened under his invisible control?

Damn it! Damn it!

His emotions began to become extremely unstable.

In the room, only the sound of Xi Mujo gasping for air was left, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be soaked with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

The violent coercion almost enveloped the entire room, frightening Tianyu, who was standing behind him without a single hair, and sat directly on the ground, his face pale and speechless, only feeling that there was a huge stone pressing on his back, which was extremely uncomfortable.

But in the face of all this, the old man in the yellow robe remained as usual, as if everything was calm.

"From the moment you really started interfering with my life!"

Xi Mucheng stepped forward step by step, walking extremely slowly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Birth."

Two words slowly spit out from the mouth of the yellow-robed old man.

"From the time you appeared in this world, everyone, all those who were waiting for the final Armageddon to come, have watched your growth until now."

The kind smile on the old man's face converged little by little, and finally turned into a calm.

Or rather, solemn.

Little by little, he straightened his slightly stiff back.

Only then did Xi Mucheng realize that the old man in front of him was actually two meters tall, half a head taller than him, and his skeleton was far larger than ordinary people, just like a giant.

"You are a child of destiny, and you have found your calling."

"It's just that you've been reluctant to admit it."

"You don't just live for yourself, you don't live for hatred!"

Word by word, it smashed into the heart of Xi Mucheng like a hammer.

...

I don't know how long it took.

Xi Mucheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the moon and stars, the endless darkness dotted with a little light, and only felt that the world had finally uncovered the mystery of the incomprehensible to himself.

"I... Who exactly? ”

He lowered his head, showing a little dazed in his eyes, looked at Xiao Shi beside him, and asked repeatedly: "Who am I?" ”

All along, from the moment he entered the Mandate of Heaven World, it was as if an extremely heavy and unshirkable mission had fallen on his shoulders.

He never let go of this mission, although it only appeared above his head at the most critical moment to prompt him to complete certain tasks, but it invisibly hung a sharp sword in his heart, making people uncomfortable day and night.

Xiao Shi beside him silently accompanied him, without saying a word, he quietly looked back at the old Taoist in yellow robe.

"Sure enough, the ancientness of this world has never passed away, and everyone is waiting for the last moment to come..."

She murmured in her heart.

The old voice behind him sounded again at this time.

"The Destiny World has officially kicked off the prelude to the decisive battle."

"This also indicates that it is no longer far away from the Yan Clan's attack on our world."

Huang Zu's face was solemn, his voice was heavy, and he didn't have the kind color he had before, but like an ancient emperor.

"The world of the Yu clan is going to attack the real world?"

Xi Mucheng suddenly woke up from the world of his mind, a little shocked.

"Not now, but the smoother the progress of the Destiny World, the faster their steps into the real world will accelerate." Huang Zu shook his head.

With that, he once again turned his gaze to the Shogun.

"Yesterday, perhaps, was just an insignificant update for these players in the world."

"But for us, it's hard for everyone to be silent."

"All those who have been given a mission by the will of the world."

"Including you, including me, including her."

Huang Zu's gaze lightly rested on the graceful figure of the girl on the side, and then moved to the starry sky.

"And the ancients who are hidden in this world."

"But it's ridiculous to say that the so-called big forces want to profit from them... Now I'm afraid I'll have to be picked back little by little. ”

He chuckled softly.

Xi Mucheng's pupils shrank, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

...

At the same time, an earth-shattering wave became a reality under Huang Zu's mouth.

Not only the land of China, but also Indians, Dongying, North America, South America, Europe....

The giants who are intoxicated with the existence of the essence of the mysterious civilization discovered for the first time in human history, and even the ruins of the one that once shocked the world in the first place, the primordial place where the Angel Coffin was excavated by Organization K, are suffering a catastrophe...

(End of chapter)