Alien cultivator Alliance_1

The moment the threads of fate were cut off, Bai Lu, who was in the independent space, frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something.

At the same time, a spot of light slowly flew out from between his brows. It was the seed of fate that Tang Zhen needed.

Now that it had lost the restraints of the threads of fate, the seed of fate began to lose control. It flew out of Bai Lu's body, as if it wanted to leave its original host.

If the seed of fate had a spirit, perhaps it would also feel aggrieved.

Other Children of Destiny had always turned misfortune into fortune, and their good luck was unending. They could even pick up a divine artifact when they tripped over a stone. It could be said that they were completely blessed by the heavens, and their lives were full of pride.

However, when it came to Bai Lu, it was a completely different matter.