The old sorceress looked just like a skeleton wrapped in bark, filled with death Qi. Her left eye had no eyeball and was empty, looking terrifying, while her right eye was entirely white, consisting only of the sclera. The old sorceress struggled to lift her head to look at Ye Tian, then muttered something under her breath...
Then.
"Pu!!!"
The old sorceress suddenly spat out blood.
Her aged, frightening face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Why can't I see his fate?" The sorceress was the fate priest of the Demon Spring Clan, and she was the one who sealed Jin Qingcheng's memory.
As the fate priest, the old sorceress was over a billion years old, existing long before the birth of the Chang Civilization.
In her life, she had used the Eye of Destiny to see the fate of many, always succeeding, yet she couldn't see this young human—neither his past life nor future.
A complete blur!
This was exceedingly frightening...
At the same time.
"Rest!"
