Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Chapter 1139 - 1143: Interference

A power of a Quasi-Saint!

A power of three Immortal Lords!

An unparalleled terrifying aura, piercing straight to the peak of the Nine Heavens, drawing out the light of countless stars, like a galaxy, descending into the world of the Nine Provinces, forming an ancient millstone.

The Millstone of Destiny!

Above, the mill grinds fate; below, it grinds fortune!

When ascending to a Dynasty of Fate, the upper mill continuously rotates, needing to spin more than a thousand times to ascend.

Similarly, when ascending to a Dynasty of Fortune, the lower mill rotates, and after spinning more than a thousand times, it can ascend, with the potential of the nation growing as the numbers of spins increase.

However, the number of rotations needed for ascending to a Dynasty of Fortune is limited by the rotations for ascending to a Dynasty of Fate.

If, during the ascension to a Dynasty of Fate, the upper mill spins ten thousand times, then during the ascension to a Dynasty of Fortune, the lower mill can only spin a maximum of ten thousand times; it cannot exceed this.

Destiny! Destiny!

Only with fate can there be fortune!

To some extent, a Dynasty of Fate is meant to lay a solid foundation for a Dynasty of Fortune.

"I wonder if the Qin Dynasty, when ascending to a Dynasty of Fortune, can continue its glory!"

In the depths of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Emperor watched the Qin Dynasty ascend to a Dynasty of Fortune, and a sliver of curiosity flashed in his golden, dazzling eyes.

The glory he referred to is the lower mill spinning ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, achieving the supreme state of the Kingdom of Heaven’s Fate.

If the Qin Dynasty can achieve this, it will become the ’Kingdom of Heaven’s Fate’!

"It must succeed!"

Inside the Ancestor Hall, the Ancestor stood up, gazing into the grand world of the Nine Provinces, eyes filled with concern and anticipation.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the Millstone of Destiny began to rotate.

One turn!

Two turns!

Three turns...

The Millstone of Destiny rotated rapidly.

In just a few breaths, it had spun a thousand times, reaching the minimal standard to ascend to a Dynasty of Fortune.

A dense ’Power of Fortune’ descended from the Millstone of Destiny, emitting a shimmering divine light, containing mysterious and unfathomable powers, falling within the territories of the Qin.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon of fortune coiled in the sky brightened its eyes, steering the emblem of civilization beneath it towards the sky, opening its large mouth to devour the ’Power of Fortune’.

Fortune!

Runs through every aspect of an individual or a power!

A creature with good fortune, even if born into adversity, can live prosperously and achieve extraordinary accomplishments through their fortune.

Conversely, a creature with poor fortune, even if born noble, will encounter misfortune repeatedly, fall into the mundane, blend into the crowd, or even lose their life.

It is well known that in this world, there are always a few fortunates, who, despite having a gloomy childhood, will, when their luck turns, either have an old grandfather by their side awaken, or acquire a legacy from jumping off a cliff, or be taken as a disciple by a supreme being...

From then on, they will rise high into the sky, soar miles into the air, and completely change their ’fate’!

"Seventy thousand turns!"

Four hours later, Qin Wudao said in a low voice, his expression serene, not showing the slightest hint of joy.

This record is where a human emperor stops when establishing a Dynasty of Fortune.

But for the Qin Dynasty, seventy thousand turns is just a beginning. Its ultimate goal is only one, and that is to reach the limit – ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine turns.

If not for this, given the strength of the Qin Dynasty, it would have been able to ascend to a Dynasty of Fortune long ago!

Either do not ascend!

Once decided to ascend, it must be done to the utmost!

"Defying the heavens again?"

Deep within the myriad worlds, amid endless heavenly thunder, the Eye of the Heavens overlooking the Qin flashed with endless rage, becoming almost tangible, burning through endless void.

Numerous lines of the power of Dao appeared and then faded again.

In the end, only a Dao of slaughter remained, radiating a crimson light, poised to annihilate the universe and destroy all beings.

"I wonder if the master will take action!"

Subsequently, the Eye of the Heavens shifted its gaze towards the world in Chaos, a hint of wariness flashing through.

At the end of its sight were two seals that had existed for several eras, covered with mysterious patterns, sealing the sky, confining the earth, isolating all laws.

"It seems the master’s seals severely limit the master’s abilities!"

After waiting a while, the Eye of the Heavens sighed longly and slowly closed its eyes.

He did not take action.

Besides not wanting to be an enemy of the order of the heavens.

It’s also because he has already devised a complete plan, and in just ten years, will lead the Lord of Buddha and others to sweep through the human race and slay Qin Wudao.

Ten years!

The final ten years!

Thinking of this, a dense murderous aura emanated from within the Eye of the Heavens, turning the rampant heavenly thunder blood-red.

Time passed.

Another four hours went by.

The Millstone of Destiny had rotated ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety times!

Just nine more turns!

To coagulate the ’Kingdom of Heaven’s Fate’!

It was at this point that the rotation speed of the Millstone of Destiny started slowing down.

No other way.

The foundations of the Qin Dynasty’s Dynasty of Fate were too profound, with Quasi-Saint powerhouses sitting in position, and the territory was incredibly vast, covering the eighth layer of heaven.

Throughout history, has any Dynasty of Fate achieved this?

According to historical records, when the human emperor established a Dynasty of Fortune, he only reached the peak of an Immortal Lord, possessing just a hundred thousand worlds.

"One turn!"

Inside the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Emperor could not remain seated; he stood up, eyes wide, holding his breath, and fixedly stared at the Millstone of Destiny.

Under his watch, the millstone completed one turn.

Eight more turns to go!

"Second turn!"

Within the Qilin Clan, the Qilin Emperor took a deep breath and whispered.

"Third turn!"

At the Great Xia’s Dynasty of Fortune, in the grand palace, the ruler of Great Xia stood on a high tower, watching intently the Millstone of Destiny.

"Fourth turn, damn Qin Dynasty of Fate!"

In the Northern Emperor Dao State, inside a certain celestial palace, the Ji Emperor saw the Qin on the verge of coagulating the ’Kingdom of Heaven’s Fate’, clenched his fists, and darkly shouted.

A pair of eyes, sharp in contrast, now turned entirely black, with demonic qi constantly emanating, violently extreme.

Among the myriad worlds, none hate the Qin more than him.

Because of Qin Wudao, he fell into demonic ways, losing his position as Crown Prince.

Because of the Qin Dynasty of Fate, his nation was destroyed, losing all his kin.

"Fifth turn!"

In the world of the Deity Clan, once the ancestral land of the Deity Clan.

However, after the Deity Clan migrated to the ninth layer of heaven, it was seized by the Qin Dynasty of Fate, and later, after the War Clan pledged allegiance, Qin Wudao bestows it onto the War Clan with a grand gesture.

Outside a thatched hut built by the stream, Battle Command held an ancient book, bearing a smile.

In his view.

Following the Qin Dynasty of Fate, might not necessarily win, but is certainly the right choice.

...

Inside the Ancestor Hall.

"Eighth turn!"

The Ancestor stepped out of the hall, visibly excited, staring unwaveringly at the Millstone of Destiny across endless time and space, as if witnessing a great moment.

At this moment, the Millstone of Destiny rotated very slowly.

After the eighth turn, it took a full half-quarter of an hour to rotate half a turn and even showed signs of stopping.

On the altar, Qin Wudao frowned slightly.

This shouldn’t be happening!

With the Qin’s foundation, it should be entirely capable of rotating the Millstone of Destiny ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times!

Why did it stall on this last stretch?

Moreover!

If the Qin were at fault, insufficient to propel the Millstone of Destiny, then at this moment, the millstone should have disappeared.

Why does it still hover in the sky?

With such circumstances present, there’s only one possibility, and that is someone is interfering with the Millstone of Destiny.