Chapter 100 Taiyi Sword Sect (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Above the azure sky,

Ye Luo stood on his flying sword, surrounded by whirling breezes.

The golden light that had gathered around him during the convergence of destiny had already vanished.

But he could feel it.

Centered around him, within a hundred miles, there was an indescribable, invisible current.

These currents swirled around him, concentrated and unyielding.

If he wasn't wrong, these must be the so-called fortunes.

The fortunes needed to establish a Cultivation Holy Land!

However, these fortunes seemed ephemeral, as if they could dissipate at any moment.

It seemed that as soon as Ye Luo left the place where the fortunes converged.

These fortunes would immediately disperse.

If he couldn't change this phenomenon.

Then even if Ye Luo established a Holy Land, he would be limited in his actions, unable to leave the Holy Land in the future, and must forever stay to guard it.

Such a situation.

Was definitely not what Ye Luo wanted.