Qibao Dai Domain.
Atop an unnoticeable low hill.
A faint sigh drifted through the air.
"It has been three days, and not only has Shi Xiaole not improved, but his injuries are still worsening. If he doesn't wake up soon, I fear he might..."
The Galan Sword Emperor's face bore a look of sorrow.
His premonition saved both him and the Dustless Sword Emperor once again, but it also brought disaster upon Shi Xiaole, which was not the outcome the Galan Sword Emperor wished to see.
The Dustless Sword Emperor offered some consolation, "The lucky ones have their own celestial favor. Brother Shi has come this far through numerous hardships and won't be easily defeated."
A person's destiny often accumulates like a rolling snowball, growing larger and larger. Once it gains momentum, even if difficulties arise, there's a good chance of turning misfortune into a blessing.
However, that is not absolute. If one encounters a danger great enough, their fortune can collapse in an instant.
