Deep in the dark and cold void, a huge spider web woven from gray thin threads was quietly suspended.
A strong aura of destiny overflows from the spider web. The thin gray lines of the spider web seem to connect each soul. The spider web is so huge that at a glance, it seems to encompass the world. Those gray thin lines, There are billions and billions, countless.
At this moment, in the heart of the spider web, Sauron's wheel of destiny is like a suction cup, sticking tightly to the spider web. Inside the wheel of destiny, Sauron has his eyes closed, his expression calm, and the power of destiny is running.
Countless fine gray lines shrunk from the infinite distance, and then submerged bit by bit into the wheel of destiny, penetrating Sauron's divine body through the wheel of destiny.
A terrifying aura that controls the destiny and pinches the throats of all living beings gradually spreads out from Sauron.
"Chaos has no beginning, destiny is impermanent"
The murmuring chants that reached deep into the soul came from Sauron's body, flesh, and bones. He did not open his mouth. The mysterious sounds echoed in his body, soul, and altar.
The wheel of fate that he stepped on was constantly turning and changing quietly.
¡°One moment it becomes a thick scripture, another moment it condenses into a spider web connecting the fate of all beings, and another moment it turns into a roulette wheel
Gradually, the origin of the secret of destiny shrank in his divine body, flesh and blood, and soul altar. I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the wheel of destiny also disappeared from his body. Sauron slowly gained consciousness, and his wandering soul finally came back.
He opened his eyes, his eyes were confused. After a long time, his eyes gradually became brighter
"Destiny! Destiny!"
The deafening sound of the soul rang out from his altar, and a thick scripture shone with magnificent light, quickly condensing in his mystical layer.
Sauron stepped on the wheel of fate, his eyes shining. Galloping gracefully.
He flew here at high speed, passing through strange areas. He saw many undiscovered mysteries. He turned a blind eye and looked for the trend of life.
He came to a gloomy and strange place, and he saw the hell of the soul clan. The hell was wandering in that space in the form of a pure soul. Trying to pinpoint something.
Sauron stopped. Smiling, he whispered: "Hello, you haven't found the origin of your soul's secret yet?"
"Hoo!"
Netherworld's soul immediately submerged into his body. The thin and handsome Netherworld's face was gloomy, "Senior Sauron! I didn't know that senior came here specifically. Any advice?"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? All the powerful men at the level of the top ten domain ancestors, Nether Prison is well aware of the terror of Sauron, and even Nether Prison's former mentor. It has been said that Sauron is the most terrifying character in the world. He is said to be a powerful figure who can transcend an era. He once told Hell to be wary of Sauron. Don't think that Sauron is easy to deal with.
For tens of thousands of years, Sauron has always stayed in the Endless Abyss, guarding the Gate of Absolute Beginning, without showing up in the Sea of ??Nothingness, so that the new generation of strong men rarely take Sauron in their eyes.
There are only characters like Hell. Only then did I realize how terrifying Sauron was, and he never dared to underestimate him.
This time, when Nether Prison and Rupert were practicing hard with Yuan Zu, everyone secretly speculated that the current turmoil in Xinghai might be related to Sauron. It was recognized that Sauron would be a troublemaker and imply a conspiracy.
Therefore, as soon as Sauron appeared, Hell immediately felt as if he were facing a powerful enemy and felt inexplicably panicked.
"It seems that Turtle should have told you something, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me so nervous after I came here" Sauron smiled lightly and said seriously: "But it's a pity that you haven't found the origin of the soul mystery yet. , otherwise it will take a lot of effort to control your destiny branch. It¡¯s easy now"
The underworld changes color in horror.
Without thinking much, he let out a low roar, and evil spirits suddenly condensed above his head. Those evil spirits were like trolls or ancient demons, huge, ferocious, domineering, and contained immeasurable terrifying power.
The head of the evil spirit roared, and suddenly started to bite Sauron. The evil spirit's bloody mouth and sharp claws had already landed on top of Sauron's head.
Sauron remained motionless, with his eyebrows raised, the thick scripture appeared.
Holding the book in both hands, the lines in Sauron's palms wriggled strangely, and each line was connected to the thread of fate in the sutra. The sutra was formed by the fusion of Sauron's secrets and the origin of destiny. The corresponding destiny of the warrior is to break or hold tight!
"In this era, the Soul Clan, the seventh-generation clan leader, and the underworld have been found."
Sauron turned the pages of the book, and countless complicated and wonderful light patterns shone out from the book.
As he finished speaking, Netherworld's soul suddenly tightened, and there was a strong uneasiness in his heart. He felt like he was a tree.He screamed.
His condensed water barrier immediately collapsed, his huge body was shaken by the crowd, and all the crazy power that could destroy the realm came down. Suddenly there was a roar and explosion on the turtle's body, and he was seriously injured all of a sudden.
"This is much easier to handle."
Sauron nodded and pointed at the turtle. The turtle flew towards him involuntarily like a puppet controlled by strings.
"How dare you! How dare you control me! Who do you think you are?!"
The turtle roared crazily and struggled violently. His body flying towards Sauron slowly stagnated, and was stuck by his powerful soul consciousness.
"As expected of one of the most powerful primitive creatures, the thread of fate is indeed tenacious. It seems that it needs more trauma." Sauron drank lightly.
Shaking the sky, Hell, and Rupert, as he finished his words, the most exquisite secret of being brave and fearless of death came down overwhelmingly, instantly inflicting heavy damage on the turtle, and the huge body of the turtle was covered with bruises. Rotate the same.
"Why bother?" Sauron sighed softly and stretched out his hand to pull again. This time, the turtle was confused, the soul altar was turbulent, unable to concentrate, and was finally pulled in front of him. (To be continued)