"So, the catastrophe you foresaw is unstoppable."
Wu Yi was not just making harsh remarks; he was stating a predetermined fact.
Because among previous Witch Kings, there were also those skilled in divination.
However, compared to the Huai River Witch and Li Boyang, who inherited the legacy of the Huai River Witch,
the Witch Kings couldn't foresee a distant future, nor could they leap out of the river of time, confident in the certainty of some potential future events.
In most instances, the Witch Kings' divinations contained dozens, if not hundreds, of possibilities.
But just a moment ago,
the hundreds of possibilities Wu Yi divined simultaneously converged on an inevitable outcome—catastrophe.
"Just defying fate, do you think I am standing here for no reason?"
Taking a deep breath, Li Boyang said with a smile.
"Divination is never about predetermined results; it's about possibilities."
"Even if that possibility is one in a billion, you can't say it doesn't exist."
