Xu Qing’s eyes glittered, and his heart pounded. He was reeling mentally.

Although he couldn’t be totally sure of the level of this godly authority… the fact that it was a combination of three other types of godly authority was a clear indication of the personhood involved.

But is it fate or not?

He lifted his right hand, and the unfamiliar godly authority that resembled fate glittered brightly, then vanished from within him. When it reappeared, it was in the middle of his palm. And it took the shape… of a carving knife![1]

He could actually feel it, as if it were a corporeal object, yet at the same time, it seemed illusory. The moment it appeared, the air around it seemed to become sticky, as if it had been affected by the knife.