“A real Zuo Langzhong at such a young age, and a viscount no less – His Majesty is truly very fond of you.”

After the court session, Huo Xingyuan walked side by side with Lu Xingzhou towards the palace gates, speaking with admiration. Lu Xingzhou merely smiled slightly; his detached attitude was evident, but the blatant defiance and disgust from before were gone.

Once the third path of fate is embarked upon, there is no turning back.

Ye Fan stood in the void outside of fate, feeling the pulse of this world. His consciousness seemed connected to the entire universe; each breath resonated with the will of the world. He could sense the flow of destiny, those intertwined threads weaving through the void, like an invisible net shrouding all beings.

“The creator of destiny…” he murmured softly, his gaze resolute.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the depths of the void, as if some power was approaching. Ye Fan frowned slightly, slowly raised his hand, and the spiritual energy within him surged. He knew that he no longer belonged to the mortal realm, and this world beyond fate was not entirely peaceful.

“You’ve finally arrived.” A familiar voice sounded.

Ye Fan sharply turned his head and saw a figure slowly emerging from the void not far away. It was a young man in green robes, with a handsome face and profound eyes – it was Xiao Chen.

“Xiao Chen?” Ye Fan was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his face. “You’ve also embarked on this path?”

Xiao Chen nodded, his gaze calmly fixed on him. “The third path of fate has never been a solitary journey. We were destined to meet.”

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, “What does this path truly mean?”

Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes, as if listening to the echoes of the world. After a moment, he opened them and said, “The third path of fate is fusion, creation, and transcendence. We are no longer the recipients of fate, but its shapers. However, this path also means we must bear the weight of the entire world.”

Ye Fan’s eyes flickered; he finally understood that this path was not merely an increase in power, but the assumption of responsibility.

“So, how do we proceed?” he asked.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his hand and pointed into the depths of the void. “Beyond fate, there is still fate. What we must do is understand it, control it, and ultimately, transcend it.”

Ye Fan followed his gaze, seeing countless fragments of destiny appear in the void. These fragments shimmered with different scenes, like projections of the destinies of countless beings. He could feel that each fragment contained a unique will, an echo of the world’s will.

“Destiny is not singular, but an intertwining of countless wills,” Xiao Chen continued. “What we must do is resonate with these wills, understand them, and guide them, rather than forcibly change them.”

Ye Fan slowly nodded. He finally understood that a true creator of destiny does not forcibly rewrite it, but rather follows its flow and guides it towards a broader direction.

“So, where do we begin?” he asked.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly. “From here.”

He waved his hand, and a light appeared in the void. Within that light, a world vaguely emerged – a world beyond fate, a world yet to be defined.

“This world is a place of new birth outside of fate,” Xiao Chen said. “It has not yet been bound by destiny; it is a true blank slate. What we must do is make it a haven beyond fate.”

Ye Fan looked at that world, a strange stirring in his heart. He knew there was no turning back. The third path of fate had opened, and they would be its pioneers.

At this moment, a deep rumble suddenly came from the depths of the void, as if something was awakening.

“It’s here,” Xiao Chen’s expression tensed.

Ye Fan also felt that ripple, an extremely ancient and powerful aura, as if from the very origin of the world.

“Is it the will of fate?” Ye Fan asked.

Xiao Chen slowly nodded. “The will of fate has never truly disappeared. It has merely been waiting for someone to truly understand it.”

Before his words faded, a colossal figure suddenly appeared in the void. This figure was composed of countless fragments of destiny, emanating immense pressure. It had no facial features, yet it seemed to perceive everything.

“Creators of destiny…” the figure slowly spoke, its voice deep and ethereal. “Are you truly ready?”

Ye Fan and Xiao Chen exchanged glances, then said in unison, “We are ready.”

The figure was silent for a moment, then slowly raised its hand and pointed into the distance. “Then go. Go understand the essence of destiny, go shape new worlds.”

As the words fell, the figure slowly dissipated, and Ye Fan and Xiao Chen’s forms also vanished into the void beyond fate.

Meanwhile, in the ancient hall at the Node of Fate, Lin Yi and Lu Chen still floated on the threads of destiny, gazing into the void beyond fate’s end.

“They have embarked on the third path of fate,” Lin Yi said softly, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Lu Chen looked at the void, slowly nodding. “This path truly isn’t a solitary journey.”

Lin Yi smiled slightly. “The third path of fate has never been one person’s journey; it is a choice for all.”

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke, “Then… what about me?”

Lin Yi did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes, as if listening to a distant echo. After a moment, he opened his eyes, his gaze profound. “The third path of fate is never a fixed route, but a choice. Anyone can walk it, as long as they are willing to bear the cost.”

Lu Chen fell silent. He looked into the distance, as if contemplating something.

And at the other end of fate, another young cultivator still stood on a mountain peak, gazing up at the sky. His eyes gleamed with resolute light.

“The third path of fate…” he murmured softly, “I, too, must embark on it.”

He slowly closed his eyes and began to try and perceive the existence of that path. He vaguely felt a strange ripple, as if it was calling to him, guiding him towards some unknown direction.

“The journey of fate has never truly ended,” he opened his eyes, his gaze as firm as iron, “and I, too, will embark on my own path.”

He took a step, as if entering the unknown realm beyond fate.

The journey of fate has never truly ended. It merely awaits the next choice. And this time, the third path of fate has just begun.

And in the void beyond fate, Ye Fan and Xiao Chen’s figures slowly emerged. They stood at the edge of a nascent world, gazing at the undefined land.

“The third path of fate…” Ye Fan murmured softly, “It begins here.”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly. “It begins here.”

They stood side by side, their gazes firm, as if they already saw the future direction.

The world beyond fate had just awakened. And they would become its first ray of light.

The world beyond fate is an undefined realm. There are no fixed laws, no predetermined order, only endless possibilities flowing through the void. Ye Fan and Xiao Chen stood side by side, feeling the pulse of this world, their minds resonating with this universe, as if they could hear the whisper of fate.

“This world…” Ye Fan slowly began, his voice deep and solemn, “It seems to be waiting for something.”

Xiao Chen nodded, his gaze profound. “Yes, it is waiting for the creators of destiny, waiting for someone to imbue it with order and meaning.”

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the void. He began to perceive the pulse of this world, trying to understand its essence. However, just as he delved deeper, a strange ripple suddenly came from the void, as if something was awakening.

“Be careful,” Xiao Chen whispered a warning, his spiritual energy surging in his hand, ready to respond to any sudden situation.

The ripple grew stronger, and a blurry figure gradually appeared in the void. The figure was composed of countless fragments of destiny, emanating an ancient and mysterious aura. It had no facial features, yet it seemed to perceive everything.

“Creators of destiny…” the figure slowly spoke, its voice deep and ethereal. “Are you truly ready?”

Ye Fan and Xiao Chen exchanged glances, then said in unison, “We are ready.”

The figure paused slightly, then slowly raised its hand and pointed into the distance. “Then go. Go understand the essence of destiny, go shape new worlds.”

As the words fell, the figure slowly dissipated, and Ye Fan and Xiao Chen’s forms also vanished into the void beyond fate.

Meanwhile, in the ancient hall at the Node of Fate, Lin Yi and Lu Chen still floated on the threads of destiny, gazing into the void beyond fate’s end.

“They have embarked on the third path of fate,” Lin Yi said softly, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Lu Chen looked at the void, slowly nodding. “This path truly isn’t a solitary journey.”

Lin Yi smiled slightly. “The third path of fate has never been one person’s journey; it is a choice for all.”

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke, “Then… what about me?”

Lin Yi did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes, as if listening to a distant echo. After a moment, he opened his eyes, his gaze profound. “The third path of fate is never a fixed route, but a choice. Anyone can walk it, as long as they are willing to bear the cost.”

Lu Chen fell silent. He looked into the distance, as if contemplating something.

And at the other end of fate, that young cultivator still stood on a mountain peak, gazing up at the sky. His eyes gleamed with resolute light.

“The third path of fate…” he murmured softly, “I, too, must embark on it.”

He slowly closed his eyes and began to try and perceive the existence of that path. He vaguely felt a strange ripple, as if it was calling to him, guiding him towards some unknown direction.

“The journey of fate has never truly ended,” he opened his eyes, his gaze as firm as iron, “and I, too, will embark on my own path.”

He took a step, as if entering the unknown realm beyond fate.

The journey of fate has never truly ended. It merely awaits the next choice. And this time, the third path of fate has just begun.

And in the void beyond fate, Ye Fan and Xiao Chen’s figures slowly emerged. They stood at the edge of a nascent world, gazing at the undefined land.

“The third path of fate…” Ye Fan murmured softly, “It begins here.”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly. “It begins here.”

They stood side by side, their gazes firm, as if they already saw the future direction.

The world beyond fate had just awakened. And they would become its first ray of light.