The moment the Taishang Kaitian Jing was chopped to pieces by Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen only felt a strange change in his body.
The mysterious and unpredictable Fate King's Sigh started automatically, and the Slayer who was integrated with Zhou Wen's body was still bursting out with terrifying killing intent and vitality, which was even more terrifying than when he was fighting the eight Fate Souls before.
And Zhou Wen's own energy erupted like a volcano.
The energy produced by the explosion of the three forces is simply unimaginable.
Zhou Wen has seen countless mythical creatures, not counting the power that can be erupted by various powerful mythical creatures, such as Candle Dragon and Tyrant Behemoth, besides the magic baby who has the ability to transform fear at the mythical level , it seems that it is not as terrifying as the power that Zhou Wen has erupted now.
Driven by such a terrifying force, Zhou Wen felt that his body was constantly transforming.
This kind of transformation is different from any previous ones. The previous transformations were all within the range that Zhou Wen himself could bear, but this time, the energy generated by evolution was no longer within the range that his body could bear.
At the beginning of the evolution, Zhou Wen was very worried that his body would explode because he couldn't bear the force.
In fact, it was true. In just an instant, countless cracks appeared on Zhou Wen's flesh and blood, like eggshells that were about to break.
At this juncture of life and death, that terrifying power surged towards one place.
It is a point, a point that seems to exist and does not seem to exist, like the beginning of the universe, but also the end of the world.
That point seems to be a real existence, but it seems to exist only in consciousness.
A point between reality and illusion, its existence was not even sure at first, but when the terrifying power was injected into that point, that point gradually became clear.
It is constantly rotating and changing, and it is becoming more and more solid, but this solidification is very abstract, it does not really exist in reality, it seems to be just Zhou Wen's own imagination.
Gradually, the dot became bigger and brighter, from a dot to a roulette.
And on the roulette, there are many weird patterns changing.
Those patterns are very abstract. Sometimes Zhou Wen feels that those patterns resemble himself, sometimes they seem to be a bit like a killer, and sometimes they look like those souls that have been killed by Zhou Wen.
The Primordial Emperor, the New Era, and Prison King Zun seemed to have certain patterns similar to them at a certain moment, but upon closer inspection, they did not look like them.
It's hard to explain exactly what those patterns look like.
Even the roulette itself, Zhou Wen couldn't tell what shape it was. He said it was a disc, but it was not a simple surface, it had the same curvature as a sphere.
It is said to be a sphere, but it is sunken when viewed from a certain angle, like a coin that is constantly rotating and changing.
"Is this the Wheel of Fortune?" Zhou Wen could feel that the Wheel of Fortune was inextricably linked to him, like a part of his body, as important as organs like the brain and heart.
However, unlike those organs that grow on the body, it exists independently.
"What will my wheel of fortune be? The absolute power of the tyrant Behemoth is good, and the eclipse dragon's hole candle has the strongest vision, but none of that seems to have anything to do with me..." Zhou Wen didn't know what his wheel of fortune would be .
Because he has no experience at all for him to learn from, perhaps he is the first person to promote Shinhwa by relying on his own strength.
The three forces are still pouring into the wheel of fortune that is taking shape, but even the wheel of fortune seems unable to carry such a powerful force.
In particular, the energy gushing out from the sigh of the king is simply endless, like a galaxy in the universe.
The energy overflowing from the wheel of fortune penetrated into Zhou Wen's flesh and blood. Under the impact of those energies, some inexplicable changes seemed to have taken place in the transforming flesh and blood.
Both Zhou Wen and the wheel of fortune are constantly changing, especially the pattern on the wheel of fortune, which seems to be changing more and more slowly, and some lines have stopped moving.
Zhou Wen somehow knew that his wheel of fortune was about to condense into shape, and this was the most critical moment.
"What kind of power will it be? If I can choose, I hope that the power of the Wheel of Fortune is related to time and space." Zhou Wen felt that the power of time and space is easier to understand the origin of the world.
To find out what the relationship between different dimensions and the earth and universe is, perhaps the power of time and space is a good entry point.
It's just from the wheel of fortune, but there are no patterns related to time and space.
On the condensed Wheel of Fortune, many lines have been solidified, and those lines look a bit messy, and I still can't see why.
Zhou Wen tried to find some patterns in it, but the reality is that those lines have no pattern, one line on the left and one line on the right, like random graffiti.
Most are curved, with few straight lines to be seen.
"Ah!" When most of the lines were formed, Zhou Wen finally saw what kind of pattern it was, and he was also inexplicably horrified.
It was a painting, a portrait of a woman, but it only had a side face, the whole picture could not be seen, and it was not really completed. It was just a broken side face, but it was already shockingly beautiful.
But this is not the reason for Zhou Wen's inexplicable shock. What really shocked Zhou Wen was that he was too damn familiar with this woman's head portrait.
This is the portrait of the woman on the anchor. There is absolutely no mistake. Zhou Wen has seen it too many times and thought about it too many times. Except that there is no anchor, this is the portrait of that woman.
As more and more lines were fixed, it also proved Zhou Wen's guess that it was indeed exactly the same as the portrait of the anchor woman he had seen, except that there was no anchor.
"Why...why does that woman's pattern appear on my wheel of fortune..." Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Wen's mind.
Seeing that the portrait of the woman was about to be completed, with only a few strokes left, Zhou Wen suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
"That's my Wheel of Fortune, why is there a woman on it?" Zhou Wen had some inexplicable emotions in his heart, which seemed to have infected the Wheel of Fortune.
When the last stroke of the woman's portrait is left, the wheel of fortune suddenly shines brightly, and the wheel of fortune, which was spinning rapidly, suddenly stops.
In the next moment, the wheel of fortune started to move again, but this time it didn't move before, it turned in reverse.
Following the reversal of the wheel of fortune, the portrait of the woman engraved on the wheel of fate is disappearing little by little.
I don't know why, and I don't know what the consequences will be, but Zhou Wen feels inexplicably happy.