"Although it is difficult to plot against the seven true kings who are united, it is enough to eliminate fatal risks in the plan."

Lu Changan smiled and started calculating with his fingers.

Mysterious boundless eyes, an invisible web that discerns the fate of heaven and earth, and countless numerology webs, connecting different causes and effects. Among them are Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng, as well as the seven true kings whose cause and effect are intertwined.

He glimpses the undulating waves of the mysterious long river, predicts the trend of the river, the divergent paths in the future, and countless secret possibilities.

In the mysterious river, the fate and cause-effect lines of the seven true kings are also projected, with a chaotic interweaving of destiny that surpasses the destiny of all creatures in the world.

Following Lu Changan's calculations, blurry scenes emerged at the end of the mysterious river, revealing many possibilities.

Lu Changan used his master-level divination skills to kill the lines in the plan that might harbor fatal risks and infinitely deflect those unfavorable destiny lines.

…

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiang Zhen! A fourth-level divination master is extremely rare anywhere in Tianheng Continent, and the number is far lower than that of the same level of immortal cultivators."

Jing Wufeng congratulated him aloud, feeling a little happy and having an indescribable taste.

It is much more difficult for him to become a fourth-level divination master than to become a fourth-level formation mage, and he is even more unpopular and rare in the world of immortality.

However, this kind of thing is not something you can envy. Divination not only takes away your talent, but also reduces your longevity and suffers the fate of destiny.

"I dare to ask Xiang Zhenjun, how much chance of winning can our plan improve now?"

Jing Wufeng asked for advice in anticipation.

Lu Changan pondered: "The seven Nascent Soul Heavenly Secrets have strong interference, especially the two mid-term giants. A certain company can only slightly increase its chances of winning and reduce risk variables."

"That's not bad."

Jing Wufeng thought to himself, at least the wait was not in vain.

Lu Changan said silently in his heart: Lu can only guarantee to eliminate his own fatal dangers.

As for Jing Wufeng, the heavenly secrets are obscure and chaotic, and there are faintly hidden secrets of a higher level of destiny. He does not dare to easily divine the existence beyond his cognition.

Due to the loss of a lot of longevity, Lu Changan's mana was slightly lower than a year ago.

However, due to the bonus of level 4 divination, the odds of winning can be slightly increased.

…

A few days later.

Lu Changan chose a time and left the hidden underground river with Jing Wufeng.

It's also a coincidence.

As soon as the two left, two groups of men from the Seven Great Lords passed by the area one after another.

First came the solo group of True Lord Jin Kun, followed by the three Nascent Souls Nangong Xiu, True Lord Bawu, and True Lord Lingxue.

Not long after the Nangong Xiu trio left, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng followed from the side.

After reaching the fourth level of divination skills, Lu Changan's induction tracking has greatly improved, almost to the point of metaphysics.

After a year of tug-of-war, Lu Changan obtained too much media information, and the two sides were entangled in cause and effect.

"The two groups passed through the same area and then separated for a period of time."

Lu Changan closed his eyes and made calculations for a moment.

His plan was to avoid the old monster Jin Kun and choose one of the teams in the early stage of Nascent Soul to attack.

At present, it seems that the group of Nangong Xiu's three great Nascent Souls in the early stage is stronger.

"Old Monster Jin Kun went to a remote place to take care of President Bai Gu and his wife. True Monarch Ming Shui began to lean towards Nangong Xiu and his trio again."

Half a day later, Lu Changan opened his eyes, his palms suddenly clenched into fists, and he seized an opportunity.

"Are you sure you want to start today?"

"Although the timing is not perfect, the further we go, the more variables there will be."

Lu Changan's tone was calm.

At least, he was sure that this time the fatal risk was eliminated, and even if it failed, he would be able to escape unscathed.

"When will we do it?"

"Wait a moment longer. If the middle Nascent Soul cannot provide quick assistance, the three early Nascent Souls who are following the patrol may adopt a conservative strategy and not tangle with us. It will also not be conducive to dealing with Zhenjun Mingshui in the future."

Lu Changan kept a distance from Jing Wufeng, quietly tracking and avoiding surrounding monsters and sensor-type restrictions.

…

"We will cross paths with the area where True Monarch Ming Shui lives later."

Near a fragmented rift valley, Nangong Xiu and the others scanned around with their spiritual senses and used tracking techniques.

"Since Xiang Dalong came over, Jing Wufeng's style has changed drastically. In the past, he was invisible and attacked suddenly, which certainly put a lot of pressure on people. But now he acts so cautiously, and it is difficult to catch the tail."

True Monarch Lingxue's brows furrowed slightly, and her heart was tormented and waiting. She always felt that the opportunity to avenge her husband was getting further and further away.

Buzz!

At this time, the Bagua disk floating on her palm buzzed and trembled, and the pointer inside it jumped repeatedly in the southeast direction.

"Captured space fluctuations, abnormal mana is approaching."

The expressions of the three Nascent Soul Lords were solemn, and they scanned with vigilance.

In the hinterland of the ancient battlefield, the monks' spiritual consciousness was suppressed by the environment of heaven and earth.

Two auras of Nascent Soul Lord approached.

"Fairy Lingxue, Xiang knows that you are eager for revenge. But please don't be impatient. Eat your food slowly and stuttering."

Among them, the man in white clothed in a ray of green light is the True Monarch Evergreen, and he has an aura of vicissitudes of life.

On the other side, Jing Wufeng used his space escape technique, and the figure in the green silk shirt came in vaguely and flickering like a wisp of breeze.

The three true kings looked at each other with joy in their hearts.

"Fellow Taoist Mingshui will arrive soon. The three of us join forces and look after each other. It won't be difficult to persevere."

Bawu Zhenjun communicated through voice messages and laughed boldly.

True Lord Lingxue clenched his silver teeth and suggested: "Master Bawu, can you block Xiang Dalong first? Jing Wufeng's secret technique in space is weird, and my mysterious ice technique can help fellow Taoist Nangong to entangle him first."

"Forget it, I'll do my best."

Lord Bawu saw Lord Lingxue's eagerness for revenge and reluctantly agreed.

He has a strong ability to protect himself, while the attack of True Lord Evergreen is weaker than that of the mid-Nascent Soul. However, there are many people and there is no problem in dealing with True Lord Mingshui until True Lord Mingshui arrives.

The three true kings completed their communication in an instant.

Clang!

Nangong Xiu took the lead and slowly pulled out the ancient sword.

Suddenly, a shocking sword slash pierced through the clouds of demonic energy. The red-green sword rainbow was unparalleled in strength, just like a thunderbolt passing through, striking the shallow layer of the void where Jing Wufeng was.

Puff puff boom!

That sword was like an extension of the long river of heaven and earth. Its overbearing power shook the shallow layers of the void and forced Jing Wufeng out. He had no way to hide. He could only push a silver-green umbrella-shaped ripple with both hands and retreat while neutralizing the power of the heavenly sword.

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However, once Nangong Xiu's Heavenly Sword gained the upper hand, it would flow like an endless Milky Way, and its momentum would continue to accumulate.

"As expected of the descendant of Heavenly Sword! The strongest defense is offense."

When Lu Changan saw Jing Wufeng, who had been passively defensive for a while, he couldn't help but admire Nangong Xiu's strength. No wonder he was able to transcend the ranks and fight against the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"Jing Wufeng!"

True Monarch Lingxue's eyes were cold, her slender fingers were kneading fast, her white white clothes were fluttering, and the ice and snow in the sky was spinning around her, brewing terrifying mana fluctuations.

Ice soul true light!

A pillar-shaped cold light of ice crystals was like the Northern Lights passing by. The mountains and forests it passed were frozen, and everything was silent, blocking Jing Wufeng's retreat.

In the void where Jing Wufeng was, black ice condensed, and his body was pierced and shattered inch by inch.

"This girl is still haunted!"

Jing Wufeng cursed and appeared from a hundred feet away. Frost condensed on the corners of his green shirt, and strong cold air penetrated, making his blood stagnant and his body freezing.

Seeing that Jing Wufeng was a little stressed, Lu Changan prepared to deal with it.

"Eternal Lord Evergreen, I said goodbye to you at the auction that year. I regret that I didn't have a 'discussion' with you."

A voice as loud as a lion came from the front.

Lord Bawu is wearing ancient black gold armor, with his feet in the void, and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. He does not resemble the fighting skills of an immortal cultivator, but looks like an ancient god general, attacking at close range.

As he approached, Bawu Zhenjun's body and the thick magic armor expanded together, turning into a six-foot-tall demon general. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand stirred up three-color waves of flames, making his voice terrifying.

"Melee combat method?"

Without thinking, Lu Changan used the Wood Escape Technique, and a green light flashed, appearing in the weeds in the distance.
To be continued...