The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Within a strange space that has no top, no bottom, no left, and no right, nine illusory figures of various colors float silently.

There is no distinction between them in terms of distance or position, like nine particles of light fixed in transparent amber, echoing each other yet remaining independent.

The blurry golden figure in the very center spoke first, his voice carrying a barely suppressed but still perceptible weariness:

"According to the predicted trajectory, the fourteenth-order projection of lust will descend in about fifteen seconds."

"Our projection will arrive on the battlefield approximately 28 seconds later via the receiving device."

There is a thirteen-second time difference.

"We'll have to rely on you, Xiaorou, and that comrade named Wu You."

As the golden figure spoke, he turned to the soft, pale blue figure on his left.

The pale blue figure nodded slightly: "I have already transferred some power from my main body and the projections of other provinces to the projection of Yunshang Province."

"Maintaining the range of the converged dark domain from spreading for a short period of time and holding off that projection of lust for a dozen seconds shouldn't be a problem."

"That means the other provinces within my jurisdiction..."

The golden figure nodded and continued her sentence: "It's alright. I have temporarily fixed the future trajectory of those provinces, so there is no risk of the deep dark domain expanding."

Halfway through his sentence, the golden phantom suddenly began to cough violently, coughing several times, each cough carrying a deep, resonant sound emanating from the depths of its chest: "Cough cough—"

"Cough cough—!"

At the same time, a few slightly ethereal golden liquids spilled from the corners of the golden figure's mouth. The edges of the liquids glowed faintly, and instead of falling, they scattered into tiny specks of light in the air and slowly dissolved.

The pale blue figure's outline trembled slightly, and a clear look of worry appeared on its blurry face: "Brother, are you sure it's alright for you to use that authority so many times in such a short period of time?"

The other figures spoke up almost simultaneously: "Boss, don't push yourself!"

"The situation isn't that serious yet!"

The golden figure simply shook its head slightly.

The movement was subtle, yet it silenced everyone's words: "There's no time; we have to hurry."

After those words were spoken, the other eight figures, including the pale blue figure, were all stunned for a moment: "Isn't there at least five more calendar years?"

The golden figure slightly raised its head, casting its gaze toward an invisible dimension.

His gaze passed through those empty boundaries, as if watching a river that only He could see flowing slowly.

"Everything in the world is constantly changing, and even the so-called established trajectory is constantly changing."

His voice was softer than before.

"And for some reason, starting this year..."

"The fluctuations in the trajectory of fate have become more intense and unpredictable."

He paused, as if considering the precision of his words: "Of course, perhaps my current level is insufficient to fully perceive the river of destiny."

"Moreover, I can sense that other forces are interfering with the river of fate."

"It should be a deity with similar authority from the Corpse Realm."

"The fluctuations in the River of Fate and this gathering of the Dark Realm must be His doing."

"However, His level of authority and methods of use are probably a level higher than mine, and I cannot stop Him from disturbing the river of fate."

His voice deepened by half a degree: "Moreover, judging from the feedback from the River of Destiny, I always feel that His purpose is not limited to this."

"Therefore, we still need to be as careful as possible in this operation."

At this point, the golden figure turned to the soft, pale blue silhouette, and the weariness in his voice eased slightly: "And Xiaorou, try your best to protect that young man during this operation to capture the projection."

"He is a human being, yet he was able to spontaneously develop divinity, and—"

He paused for a moment.

"I have a feeling he will be an important part of our plan."

Upon hearing this, an undisguised look of surprise appeared on the face of the figure in light blue.

At their level, the word "premonition" carries far more weight than it appears on the surface!

It is an instinctive perception that transcends rational deduction. When it appears in a dialogue at this level, it usually means that some deeper, perceptible but temporarily incomprehensible thread has been touched.

"Big brother, is this a 'prophecy'?" The voice of the pale blue figure carried a cautious anticipation.

The other figures also turned their gazes to the golden figure in the middle, their blurred faces showing varying degrees of attention.

But the golden figure simply shook its head.

Seeing His actions, the others were somewhat disappointed.

But His next words stunned everyone present.

"I can't even see his fate, so how can I make predictions?"

The pale blue figure was also stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but mutter, "Can't we see his fate?"

Any living being, as long as it truly exists in the world, will inevitably have an impact on the world and leave its mark.

That is the interaction between the world and the individual.

With interaction, its fate can be observed in reverse from a global perspective.

But the young man named Wu You was able to prevent a being who held the power over destiny from seeing his fate.

The golden figure nodded slightly, its gaze returning to a certain direction in the void, its voice soft: "Yes, I can't see anything at all."

. . .

Meanwhile, in that dark domain that had been gathered together, Wu You was still standing in mid-air, tilting his head slightly as he looked up at the black vortex that was still slowly rotating above him.

A projection of lust will descend soon? And we'll have to cooperate with the Lords to capture it?

Wu You didn't have time to think about the meaning of the word "capture".

He now felt as if a terrifying divine projection would suddenly descend from the black vortex above his head and launch a fierce attack on him at any moment.

So he's currently just adding points without thinking.

The fifth chapter of the Seven Tribulations Sword Chapter has been completed.

Next is divinity.

Divinity: 15 (13.5 already fused) → Divinity: 0 (28.5 already fused)!

A full fifteen points of divinity, more than all the divinity he had absorbed before, were now injected into his body through the Sword Codex!

Wu You could feel a pure and gentle aura flowing into his body and into his soul.

I became one with him, inseparable from him.

At the same time, his body, which had become dull and lifeless from burning away too much of his lifespan, began to recover at an almost perceptible speed.

Two-tenths, three-tenths, four-tenths...

Up to 80%.

His lifespan, which was originally only 10%, has been restored to 80%.

"Previously, ten strands of divinity were enough to fully recover, but now even fifteen strands of divinity can only restore eighty percent."

"It seems that the more lifespan one consumes, the more power one gains, but at the same time, the more divinity is needed to recover."

Thinking of this, Wu You shook his head: "The essence is that the lifespan bar has increased overall, and the combustible lifespan has increased."

Not only that, in addition to the restoration of his lifespan, he could also feel that with the injection of fifteen points of divinity, the sword mark between his eyebrows seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.