The Ancient Red Dragon's gaze seemed to pierce through the connection between the present world and the ethereal Fate Grid.
"However, your Fate Grid seems like a vast, deep void, not really a White Tiger, just absorbing the starlight of the White Tiger... Hmm?" The Red Dragon expressed slight surprise, as if it 'saw' Li Guanyi's Fate Grid.
Not only did it absorb the starlight of the White Tiger Sect, but the Heavenly Four Symbols Fate Grid — Red Dragon, White Tiger, Mystic Turtle, and Phoenix — had threads of starlight converging, entering the Fate Grid of this young man. Such a configuration of destiny in eight thousand years it had not seen.
"...Because fate was contaminated by these, thus leading to encounters with Yao Guang and Breaking Army of the White Tiger Sect, with Siming whose fate bore the He Tu and Luo Shu, with the Chi Xiao Sword left by that kid Red Emperor, and... Phoenix?"
The Ancient Red Dragon turned its gaze to the west.
