After confirming that he... no, he was the "destined son" and he really couldn't retreat, Chen Qiye finally couldn't help but burst out. He suppressed his voice and roared. If it weren't for the fact that the hermit in front of him could not beat him, he would have gone wild long ago.

"Well..." The powerful hermit could not answer Chen Qiye's question. He hesitated, intermittently, and stammered for a while, and then simply made a fuss.

"I don't know why you are the son of destiny, but you must be the son of destiny. Otherwise, how could you enter this place?"

"You are not the son of destiny, and the way of heaven will never allow you to appear in my world." said the Hermit. "Don't worry, there is no way out for heaven. As long as you keep moving forward, you will definitely see hope."

Hiss... Chen Qiye was venting wildly, and he couldn't stop taking deep breaths.

This kind of inexplicable way turns himself into a destined son, and tied himself to the fate of the whole world, allowing himself to deal with a god-stealer who is even more powerful than a god...

Chen Qiye wasted a lot of energy and even used the mysterious method to the extreme, so he suppressed the anger in his heart.

In fact, the main reason is that he does not dare to provoke this hermit. He may not kill himself, but he will definitely have a way to torture himself.

Chen Qiye took several deep breaths before he asked slowly: "Is there really nowhere to escape?"

The Hermit's Power chuckled: "If you think there is a place where the thief cannot go, you can escape."

"But the question is, wherever you can go, will the thief go? "

Chen Qiye choked in his throat in one breath, and after holding it in for a long time, he slowly vomited it out.

"I understand, either die or follow the will of heaven, right?"

The Hermit Majesty nodded happily: "Yes, I am very pleased that you can understand."

"Either you die now, or you are hacked to death by the people of the Zhatian Cult on the way to completion, or you are sold to death by your own people, or you die after completing the destiny, or... After you complete the destiny, you can spend the second half of your life safely and die again."

"No matter who it is, he will die, even God."

"If there were other gods alive now, why would this happen?" sighed the Hermit.

"Whenever there is a second god alive, the thief cannot steal the power of the gods. Even if he can really steal the power of the gods, he cannot live freely for so many years. What a pity."

"Now is the moment of the transition from the age of God and man. God and man are incompatible, which makes this thief take advantage of the loophole."

Chen Qiye's heart moved: "The moment of the handover of the God-Man era? Is God and man green and yellow not connected?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally," said the Hermit Power, "I told you before that it is the age of God, which means that you are still living under God's rule, and your age of rule has not yet arrived."

"The era of rule will come only after the last God in heaven and earth dies completely."

"At that time... I guess the world will look better." The Hermit's Great Man sighed suddenly, which was quite meaningful, which made Chen Qiye doubt his identity again.

"Your Excellency, you know so clearly... Are you the god?"

The Hermit's powerful laughed out loud, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, no, if you think too much, I am not such a shameful god. I can still lose my divine power. It's too embarrassing."

Chen Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, why did he feel that this statement was what he just thought?

"Then you are not a god, why do you know so clearly?"

The Hermit's Power stared at Chen Qiye, and after a while, he said, "When you live long enough, there will be no secrets in this world to you."

Chen Qiye's heart moved, "Your Excellency, what do you mean...you are also a person who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years...hehe?"

The powerful hermit did not speak for a long time. If he could see his expression now, he might have seen a desperate face speechless and wanted to slap Chen Qiye to death.

People are talking about serious matters with you, but if you say, you are an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years?

The Hermit could not help but breathe deeply, and it took him a long time to suppress his fury.

"Okay, I've said everything I should say, it's time for you to go back." said the Hermit. "We'll have a lot of fun next time."

Chen Qiye didn't care about his later words, and laughed and said, "Your Excellency, you see, my destined son is too weak. How about I practiced to the True Lord of the Sky before going out?"

During the period of conversation with the Hermit Daren, Chen Qiye seized the time to practice. The elemental power in this space was very gentle and sufficient. In just a quarter of an hour, he felt that his realm had risen a little.

If you can practice in this space for ten or eight years, it may be a bit difficult for the True Lord of Cangqiong, but the Four-Yuan Gentleman is definitely not a problem.

Chen Qiye looked at the powerful hermit with great anticipation, but he did not hear the answer he wanted.

"No." The Hermit Majesty refused without any hesitation.

Before Chen Qiye could refute, the Hermit's Power immediately explained: "There is not much time left. Although I don't know how you will complete this destiny, only outside can you have the opportunity to complete the destiny."

"Just practice for one year!" Chen Qiye immediately lowered his conditions, "For only one year, at least I have to become a four-yuan gentleman, and I have to have some self-protection power!"

"Otherwise, I, a small body like the Sanyuan gentleman, would have killed my bones with just one finger of the True Lord of Cangqiong. Even if I am a destined son, I can't stand it!"

"It really doesn't work." The Hermit's powerful man shook his head, "There is not much time, and you can't stop in such a place. Besides, you are the son of destiny. You can get more adventures in the outside world, and you will definitely not be able to stay here.

"You always say that there is not much time, and there is not much time... How much time is there? Why is there not much? Is there no time to practice until the Four-Yuan Gentleman peacefully?" Chen Qiye sighed slightly.
Chapter completed!