Chapter 1911: Reverse Heaven's Destiny

"Aren't you very proud of your fortune-telling skills? Then I'll trouble you to give me a good reading now. After all, it's been tens of thousands of years since I trusted the so-called Heavenly Dao. Let me see what you can do!"

As Xu Yang spoke, he slowly stepped forward, approaching the old man in front of him. Those familiar with him knew that whenever Xu Yang grew calm, it meant he was about to unleash his powerful cultivation potential and eliminate his opponent.

However, this time, the old man remained calm and composed, even though he had already sensed the powerful killing intent hidden deep within Xu Yang. He did not immediately turn hostile.

Instead, he shook the whisk in his hand, and white threads draped over Xu Yang's wrist. It looked like a pulse-taking action, but the old man was secretly testing Xu Yang's cultivation foundation!

Unfortunately, he was no match for Xu Yang in terms of raw power and cultivation realm. Just as a low-level martial artist can never discern the true realm of a stronger one, the answer he received was merely a result of Xu Yang's disguise to mislead him.

"For someone merely at the peak of the Mahayana realm, to possess such an aura, your courage is truly immense, young man. However, since you've expressed this request, I will certainly perform a thorough divination for you. Let's see what your fate holds."

After the old man finished speaking, he gently stomped his foot, and an incredibly brilliant azure-blue Tai Chi totem emerged from beneath him. At least at that moment, the pure Daoist energy emanating from the old man was exceptionally pure.

"Dao gives birth to One! One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things!" The moment his words fell, the Tai Chi totem beneath the old man's feet began to generate an endless stream of martial arts aura.

This scene immediately caught Xu Yang's attention. The power of the Tai Chi lineage totem was something Xu Yang had created hundreds of thousands of years ago, during that continental era. Aside from a few close disciples he had taken in within his sect, almost no one had ever received the full inheritance of the Tai Chi totem.

The martial arts skill displayed by the old man in front of him was clearly a part of the Tai Chi totem. This meant that the old man was likely a descendant of Xu Yang's disciples from hundreds of thousands of years ago. If calculated by seniority, he should even call Xu Yang "Ancestor."

However, at this moment, Xu Yang only had these thoughts flash through his mind; he had not yet truly verified this conjecture. A smile gradually appeared on his face, and Xu Yang became quite interested in this old man. He was no longer in a hurry to attack, genuinely wanting to see what kind of past the so-called divination could reveal.

"Let me be clear first: if you give me a good reading, I might even give you a reward. But if your reading displeases me, or if it's all nonsense, be careful, I'll smash your reputation directly. You'll lose the ability to tell fortunes for anyone ever again."

Xu Yang uttered the harshest words in his softest, calmest tone. The moment his words fell, the red-clad woman behind him immediately looked like a fan, clapping repeatedly, even forgetting that she was a mid-stage Grand Elder of Chang Yuntian.

The old man smiled without a word and continued to perform his divination. Soon, a divinatory stick, formed purely from soul light, appeared before him.

He gently raised his hand, scanned the contents inscribed on the stick, and his expression immediately turned a little grim. He then refocused his gaze on Xu Yang's face, looking him over repeatedly.

"Your Excellency possesses such earth-shattering great fortune! I never expected that I, who have divined for others my whole life, would encounter such an incredible destiny in a place like this. A destiny against the heavens, one in ten thousand, has appeared in you."

Xu Yang still smiled silently, gesturing for the old man to continue. Behind him, both Nangong and Xuan Guang felt a chill run down their spines, unnerved by Xu Yang's current demeanor.

"Ling'er, quickly make that old man shut up! If he keeps spouting nonsense like this, I truly worry that His Excellency Xu Yang might suddenly erupt in rage at any moment and simply slap him to death. Then, our group of seven elders would become six."

Nangong had always played the role of peacemaker within the Elder group and cherished the friendship among the seven of them the most. He was genuinely worried about the old charlatan.

However, everyone was surprised that Xu Yang, this time, did not interrupt the old man but instead let him continue.

The old man didn't reveal any earth-shattering secrets, but overall, the divination he performed for Xu Yang largely aligned with the path Xu Yang had traveled.

"Young man, your cultivation is so profound. If you can quickly leave this imperial palace, you will surely embark on the path to the pinnacle of humanity in the future. However, if you continue to remain within this imperial palace, a true catastrophe will soon befall you. Even I would be powerless to help you resolve such a perilous situation."

Xu Yang burst out laughing, then gently waved his hand, tossing out two taels of silver fragments in front of the old man, as if dismissing a beggar.

"I can't let you divine for me for free, after all. You're quite an interesting old man, but what you just said is also what I wanted to tell you. If you abandon this stall now and return from whence you came, the misfortune awaiting you will also disappear. How about it, old man? Think it over carefully. This will directly affect the outcome of your fate."

The old man shook his head with an indifferent smile. "We are both intelligent people. Since my advice has not been adopted by you, there's nothing more to say. Accept the fate of your impending downfall."

As the old man finished speaking, his entire aura changed drastically from before. A feeling of tyranny and slaughter suddenly emerged from every part of his body.

The reason for such a clear change was that when he was enraged, all the cultivation foundation within him had given rise to a fierce and ruthless instinct.

Under the guidance and impetus of this instinct, the old man no longer possessed his previous immortal, clear, and composed demeanor. Instead, he resembled a hypocritical evil practitioner.

What surprised everyone even more was that, at some unknown point, a blood-red sword gleam had appeared in the old man's other hand. It silently locked onto Xu Yang's true form and thrust fiercely towards him.