Chapter 159: The Know-It-All

"You came under the guidance of Mr. Qiu to inquire about the rebellion of the Yin soldiers."

Before the Guardian could speak, the Prophet made out the purpose of his trip in advance.

Wei Qi was suddenly shocked, could it be that this prophet is really an all-knowing person?

It's nothing to know that he came for the Yin Soldier Rebellion, but it's terrible to know that he came under the guidance of Mr. Qiu.

"How does the Prophet know?"

Wei Qi subconsciously asked, instinctively bringing honorifics.

"Because by your side, only Mr. Qiu knows my true strength, and he has listened to my teachings under my seat."

"Hiss......"

Wei Qi gasped, he still underestimated this legendary prophet!

This is his sir!

"Forgive me for being rude and neglecting the Prophet!"

He bowed and became more and more respectful of the child in front of him, who was called the prophet.

"You have a lot of doubts in your heart, you can say them all, and since I am willing to see you, I will answer them all for you."

The prophet spoke gently, and the next moment, like a schoolboy eager for knowledge, he said all the doubts in his heart.

In his mind, in the obscurity, the image of the prophet has become an omniscient and all-knowing deity.

"Isn't the prophet's supernatural powers foresight? Why does Mr. Qiu call adults omniscient? Why don't you open your eyes? Why did I feel inexplicable reverence in my heart when I met you? What is the cause of the rebellion? Is there any way to end this? ”

The question of the health period came out in one go, like a hundred thousand whys.

One by one, the Prophet patiently said:

"My innate supernatural powers are not foresight, but wisdom to see everything."

"When you can know everything since the beginning of heaven and earth, the direction of every wisp of wind, the flight path of every butterfly, and so on, you can know what has been in the hearts of all people since ancient times."

"In this way, we can see and see all the changes and events in this world in the next day, a year, and even endless years."

"You will know that everything in the world is predestined, just as the Buddhists say: the cause of the past life, the effect of this life. Effect is cause, and cause is effect. ”

Wei Shi was dumbfounded.

There is such a power in this world!

As Mr. Qiu said, people who know everything are literal!

Just listen to the prophet go on to say:

"I don't open my eyes because I'm blind."

"It is not me that you revere me, but wisdom itself, and I am the supreme wisdom of heaven and earth."

"What you see is not a prophet, but the supreme wisdom of heaven and earth. What you have heard is not my name, but a collection of all the wisdom of heaven and earth. ”

"Everyone who sees me and hears my name will be as if he were confronted with the supreme wisdom of heaven and earth, and their hearts will be filled with reverence."

"I can't tell you the cause of this rebellion, because I can't create this reverse current of fate."

"But what I can tell you is that the rebellion of the Yin Soldiers will soon subside, and you will bring the calm before the storm."

With that, under the reverent gaze of the guard, the child-like prophet slowly raised the wooden staff in his hand.

"As compensation for not being able to answer your question, I can give you a revelation of fate."

As the words fell, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed from the tip of the Prophet's staff.

After the light passed, Wei was shocked by everything in front of him.

The surroundings were no longer the dark rooms of the original retreat, but seemed to be in the void.

Below him was a pale golden river that rushed from the source of the endless distance to the end of the endless distance.

Above his head was a large round red golden pupil.

"What are these?"

Wei Qi asked in surprise as he looked at the giant eyes above.

He was looking at this eye, and this eye was watching him.

At this giant eye, Wei Qi felt the same reverence in his heart as when he met the prophet, and at the same time felt a wave of horror.

It was as if he was under the gaze of this giant eye, and everything about him was hidden.

All the unspeakable secrets of his life, as well as the dark and twisted desires hidden in the depths of all people's hearts, were also exposed.

What the hell is this!

For the second time, Wei felt fear.

The last time was when facing the sword light from the other side of the angry sea.

At this time, the Prophet spoke softly to explain the Guardian.

"This is my eye, and my physical eye was born blind, so I created it, and it is the collection of all my wisdom, and you can call it the eye of wisdom, but I prefer to call it the eye of the third."

"For this wisdom is not in this realm, nor in any other place, nor on the other side. This wisdom is the emptiness that transcends everything that is not in everything, and it is the third person in everything. ”

Then the prophet pointed to the rushing river below.

"This is the long river of fate, which comes from the source of distant time, rushes to the end of distant time, and never stops."

When Wei Qi heard this, he looked down, only to feel the shock from the bottom of his heart.

In the long river of fate, he saw everything in his past and everything in the past of others.

This includes the fate of all living beings, even plants, trees, mountains and rocks, and even a wisp of fresh wind.

His guard was but one of those drops that could not be smaller.

In the face of this long river of fate, Wei finally understood what it means to not be able to create a countercurrent of fate.

If you want to swim a river against the power of a drop of water, what a fantasy it is!

With the strength of his demigod realm peak, he even felt that he couldn't shake this long river in the slightest!

Not just demigods, not even true gods before the Great Tribulation!

Just as the Guardian was staring at this magnificent river of fate, the wooden staff of the Prophet's cane smashed mercilessly on the top of the Guardian's head.

"Don't stare at it, you can't withstand the power of fate. ”

This cane went down, like a stick to make Wei Qi wake up like a dream, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

"Thank you, Prophet, for saving your life!"

Had it not been for the timely intervention of the prophet, he would have sunk in this river of fate, forgetting who he was, and becoming a walking corpse.

This is the power of fate!

Containing all the information from the birth of time to the endless years of reaching the end of time, such a huge amount of information is beyond the reach of any demigod or even the soul of a true god.

Only a prophet can do it!

This was the first time that Wei Shi had felt death since he became a demigod, and he had never felt this way even the last time he faced a supreme being on the other side of the angry sea.

Before today, if someone said that they could kill demigods in the Void Realm, the guard would inevitably scoff at it.

It wasn't until today's first-hand experience that Wei Ji realized how powerful this prophet of the Void Realm really was.

This river of fate is enough to wipe out his demigod!

What is erased is not his body or his soul, it is not the existence of his guard, but the spirit and will of his guard!

If he does not have the spirit and will, even if he still exists in the world, what is the difference between him and a stone and a small grass?

The Prophet raised his staff and pointed to the Great Eye above.

"Look at it, and you'll give you the revelation you need."

Obediently, the guard looked up at the third eye above.

For a moment, countless fragments flickered in his mind.

He saw a young man dressed in white and holding a golden sword looking at all living beings in the world standing in the air.

He saw himself clutching his wound and yelling backwards.

He saw his grief on a barren battlefield.

After that, everything is gone.