Yin Shiqi burned the small universe and tapped the silver cup on the ground. A beam of silver light immediately shot out from his fingertips and fell on the silver cup.

Immediately afterwards, the moonlight nectar hidden in the silver cup slowly appeared, but only half of the cup was left.

The color of the nectar is restrained, as if it has turned into a glass of ordinary water.

After he injected the power of the small universe, circles of ripples appeared on the surface of the nectar, slowly spreading out in all directions.

At this moment, Ruolan, who was closest to the cup, exclaimed.

"There seems to be something in the water?"

She could faintly see that there seemed to be some strange colors in the originally clear nectar.

Everyone's eyes widened as the strange color on the water gradually became thicker and slowly turned into a clear image.

In the sky, the sun shines with dazzling light; on the ground, a large number of warriors are fighting, their golden armor is stained with blood, and corpses are everywhere.

"Is this... gold falling?" Tong Hu's tone couldn't help but be a little solemn.

The sun's brilliance was too dazzling, making it difficult for people to see the specific situation on the ground. He could only identify it as a wounded Golden Saint based on the golden armor.

But he was unable to further determine who the Golden Saint was and whether he was dead.

After hearing the old man's words, the other people all felt heavy.

It is not easy to cultivate Golden Saints. There are only twelve Golden Saints in the entire Sanctuary. Every time one of them dies, it is a huge loss for the Sanctuary.

More importantly, even the Golden Saints have reached such a difficult situation, and the danger of that battle can be imagined.

"Can you make the image clearer?" Tong Hu looked at Yin Qi and asked expectantly.

"I'll try!"

Yin Shiqi nodded, then increased the infusion of the power of the small universe, and made a request to the Holy Cloth of the Giant Lord to make the image clearer.

As if he understood what he meant, the silver cup of the giant throne shone brightly, and the image on the water became clearer.

However, as the image became clearer, the light of the sun became more dazzling, piercing the eyes of several people.

It's like a little sun falling into a silver cup.

"What the hell is that?" Ruolan blindfolded her eyes and shouted nervously, trying to continue to check with her sense of consciousness other than the five independent senses.

However, the image reflected in the silver cup was only a visual representation and did not exist in the water. It could only be seen clearly with the eyes. She probed her sense of consciousness into the silver cup, but she could see nothing except moonlight nectar.

Not here anymore.

At the same time, on the bank of a distant long river, three young women spinning yarn noticed unusual waves in the river.

"It seems that he is really destined for us!" Looking at the waves, the woman holding the ruler stopped and smiled.

"Stop being half-hearted, Lachesis!" The woman sitting behind, holding scissors in her hand, sighed softly, and flicked her hand towards the water, and the entire river became calm again.

On Wulao Peak, the sunlight was extremely dazzling, as if a sun had fallen here, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Suddenly, the sunlight converged and returned to normal, as if everything just now was just everyone's illusion.

"Hey, where's the image in the silver cup? Why is it missing?" Ruolan exclaimed.

Yin Shiqi said nothing and silently continued to pour the power of the small universe into the silver cup. Unfortunately, the silver cup could no longer manifest the scene just now.

"No need to waste your efforts!"

Tong Hu sighed helplessly and added: "The giant throne's ability to reflect the long river of destiny is random, and it is impossible to trigger it automatically."

Hearing this, Yin Shiqi had no choice but to give up, put away the silver cup, transformed into a silver ring and put it on again.

"It's such a pity. If the sun hadn't been so dazzling, maybe we would have been able to see clearly what the image was!" The disappointment on Ruolan's face was undisguised.

"Yeah, what a pity!" Zilong and Zilong both looked disappointed.

"It's pointless to dwell on this!"

Yin Shiqi shook his head and said softly: "Shouldn't our top priority be to figure out what the image reflected by the giant throne actually represents?"

"Yes, yes!"

Zilong nodded repeatedly and said seriously: "Even the Golden Saint is in such a difficult situation, we should quickly understand what it means!"

"The answer is actually quite obvious!"

Tong Hu looked worried, looked at the sun in the sky, and said complexly: "The Holy Cloth of the Giant Lord's Throne will not reflect any image without reason."

"It will only reflect images related to it due to external stimulation."

"And I just mentioned to you that the Holy Land is likely to start a war, and the Holy Cloth of the Giant Lord immediately reflected this."

"In other words, the scene we just saw is the scene of the war that is about to happen?" Yin Shiqi followed the old man's words and asked.

"That should be it!" Tong Hu sighed again worriedly.

The Holy War has not yet begun, but there are already signs of the fall of gold. This era is destined to be very difficult.

Thinking about the mess in the sanctuary that had not yet been resolved, Tong Hu couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"Teacher, why are you crying?" Zilong was a little anxious when he saw it.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little sad thinking about the difficulties in the future!" Tong Hu said with red eyes.

Although as a survivor of the last holy war, he has witnessed the death of countless saints, including the fall of gold, he still cannot let go of the upcoming sacrifice.

Ruolan asked cautiously: "Teacher Tong Hu, since we already know that the future will be very difficult, can we do anything in advance?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Tong Hu asked expressionlessly.

"For example, changing the future or something?" The girl's breathing was a little rapid, and she was faintly excited.

Tong Hu asked again: "Then do you know what the future is?"

"It's... it's the future that has not yet happened after now!" Ruolan replied seriously.

"Now, do you understand?" Tong Hu looked at the girl deeply.

"What do you know?" The girl was a little surprised.

Zilong and Chunli were equally confused.

"What about you?"

Tong Hu turned to look at Yin Shiqi.

Yin Shiqi thought for a while and said tentatively: "Because the future is a future that has not happened, it is uncertain. Since it is uncertain, there is no way to change it."

"The idea of ​​changing the future is just our pure imagination!"

"Yes!"

Tong Hu nodded and said slowly: "If something doesn't happen, it can't be changed."

"Then what do we just see in the Holy Cloth of the Giant Lord? What does that mean?" Ruolan suddenly became anxious.

Zilong and Zilong were also confused.

"That should be just a possibility in the future!"

Yin Shiqi sighed softly and added: "The future is different from the past. It has not happened and is not certain, so it has countless possibilities."

"What the Great Lord just showed us may be just the most likely one among countless possibilities."

"Or maybe it's just because of its own ability that it passively shows us a possibility, and it can't decide what we want to see."
Chapter completed!