In the mysterious divine river, waves surged and rolled.
Each wave represents a possibility for the future.
Moon Venerate saw herself in the waves, saw the Star Moon Palace, but consistently did not see the Star King.
A moment later, Moon Venerate stopped the calculations, looking exhausted.
She wondered whether the Star King had left the Star Moon Palace, or... had fallen at the hands of the East Emperor's successor.
She was inclined to believe the former.
After all, given the Star King's strength, unless a Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse took action, few could kill him.
Moreover, the Star King was also a top-level diviner, possessing means to avoid misfortune.
Under such circumstances, even a Nascent Soul Late Stage powerhouse would need to meticulously plan and disrupt the heavenly secrets with multiple traps to take him down.
"Hopefully not,"
Moon Venerate murmured softly, yet did not intervene.
