Inside the crumbling protective formation.
The Eternal Master stood on a picturesque giant mountain, looking at the enemy troops outside the formation, her face extremely grim.
Beside her, the Immortal Master, the Causal Master, the Life Master, and the Slaughter Master stood with solemn expressions, holding their weapons, ready to fight desperately at any moment.
"Where is Fate?"
The Eternal Master glanced around and asked in a deep voice.
"Didn't see him!"
The Causal Master shook his head and said.
After speaking!
He waved his right hand, and the void in front of him twisted, revealing countless lines of causality, one of which carried a strong power of fate, connecting outside and disappearing into the depths of the universe.
"He's not in the Dao Saint Temple!"
The Slaughter Master couldn't help but scoff, "He wouldn't have fled, would he?"
"No, he wouldn't!"
