In the sky mansion, Jia Yuyan looked serious as she moved her fingers as if she were calculating something.
"What are you thinking about, Little Yuyan?" Huang Tianyuan asked.
"The time is almost here, Grandma." Jia Yuyan's answer caused Huang Tianyuan to raise an eyebrow. "The three prophecies are about to reach their conclusion."
Huang Tianyuan immediately recognized the three prophecies Jia Yuyan was referring to. "Are the results still the same? Or do you see any changes in them?"
"The results have changed, but not entirely, and the mythical beast will still die." Huang Tianyuan let out a heavy sigh after Jia Yuyan said that. "I know the trigger's identity, and it's close to them, but we can't change it."
"Oh?" Huang Tianyuan was surprised to hear that. "Can you see everything clearly now?"
