"The world needs you!"
A string of words spilled from the lips of the ancient master.
Tang Zhong caught every word, but at this moment, he was utterly bewildered. What did these words mean? Why was his destiny considered unfavorable? And who had altered his fate? He heard the ancient master say someone had changed his destiny, making his own fate intertwined with another's. All of this left Tang Zhong utterly confused.
More crucially, the world needed him!
What on earth could he possibly accomplish that would make the entire world need him?
Perhaps before this moment, he would not have believed such claims. But now, he chose to believe—because the ancient master in front of him looked far too miserable.
His entire body was grotesquely contorted, as though scorched by flames, and his skin was rotted, red scars glaringly exposed on his visage.
One must know, prior to this, the ancient master had looked profoundly otherworldly—like a divine being, transcendent and ethereal.
