"You are not Wu Daoming!"
The Wang family ancestor stared at Tao Yu before him, his expression extremely grave.
This voice also made Tao Yu slightly focus his attention on him.
"You can eat the wrong food, but you cannot speak recklessly."
Tao Yu's words were extremely calm, yet they made the Numerical Saint feel as if everything in the world was abandoning him, forcing him to suppress the shock in his heart.
"I... I understand..."
The Numerical Saint's voice appeared somewhat hesitant, yet also relieved.
He had spent his life liking to delve into numerical divination, believing he could calculate everything, but now he suddenly realized this seemed like a joke...
"Destiny cannot be violated..."
The Numerical Saint uttered a somewhat poignant and even mournful voice.
Just because of the words of the other party, all that he calculated collapsed into a single node, a node that had to be fulfilled, no matter what, it couldn't be changed!
This is fate!
