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In the end, this sowed the seeds of disaster, leaving behind a catastrophe that was bound to happen.
Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia stared blankly.
The Dao and resentments of the three mighty beings, as well as the Merit and karma they owed, would inevitably lead to a catastrophe?
Considering a possibility, Wang Zijia subconsciously voiced a prophecy he had heard before, "There are aberrations in the world, counted as three numbers?"
Ling Jingzi paused, then nodded, "Yes, there are aberrations in the world, counted as three numbers. Unique time catastrophe, the wheel of rebirth, generation after generation; Counting aberrations become uncanny, innumerable divisions, the pervasive cunning domain; Fate sin is trapped and can pollute the Ten Thousand Realms, but can also save the world."