"Not destined?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head, "My future is not for you to decide!"
"It seems you don't believe… Don't think that becoming a Fate Master means you can truly control your own destiny. You are still far from it."
Seeing his expression, the Hall Master from the Origin sneered, "In that case, let me show you what 'destiny' really means!"
With that, the Hall Master from the Origin, too lazy to talk further, gestured with one hand; a fissure in time and space appeared before them, and Zhang Xuan immediately felt a forbiddingly powerful strength enveloping him from head to toe.
The next moment, he had entered the fissure.
A dizzying swirl of movement ensued, and a pitch-black space appeared within his sight, as if he had entered the depths of the universe.
