Chapter 370: Demonic Army Encroaches Just to Capture You | Sơn Hà Tế
Sơn Hà Tế - Updated on October 8, 2025
In the midst of their fierce battle, the two had only glanced at the distant conflict and could not have focused on every detail within such a vast and chaotic battlefield.
Only major shifts, like Shen Tang leading her forces with the swiftness of a shooting star to turn the tide, would capture their attention. Even Lu Xingzhou and Sheng Yuanyao’s thousand-strong squad on the other side were overlooked.
Lin Yi stood before the Tree of Destiny, feeling its pulse, a rhythm that resonated with the heavens and earth. A gentle breeze stirred its branches and leaves, as if whispering countless unwritten fates.
“This world has been revitalized,” Lu Chen murmured, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. The once barren lands now bore tender green shoots, as if the entire world was responding to the Tree of Destiny’s recovery.
Lin Yi nodded, slowly extending his hand. A golden thread of destiny materialized in his palm and gently coiled around the tree trunk. In an instant, a soft light spread from the trunk, flowing through the branches and leaves, finally transforming into countless threads of destiny that extended in all directions, seemingly connecting the fates of myriad worlds.
“The River of Destiny… has begun to flow again,” Lin Yi whispered.
Suddenly, a low rumble echoed from the distant horizon, as if something was awakening. Lin Yi and Lu Chen exchanged glances and immediately hastened towards the source of the sound.
Passing through layers of mist, they arrived at a ruin forgotten by destiny. This had once been a bustling city, but now only crumbling walls remained, and the air was filled with a faint scent of decay.
“This… was once the abode of one of the guardians of the River of Destiny,” Lin Yi slowly stated, his gaze falling upon a broken stone tablet in the center of the ruins.
Etched on the stone tablet was a blurred line of text:
“Destiny is not predetermined by heaven, but chosen by all beings.”
Lin Yi gently touched the stone tablet, feeling the lingering will within it. Suddenly, a faint speck of light emerged from the tablet, transforming into a human figure.
It was an old man in a gray robe, his face aged, yet his eyes remained profound.
“Witness of Destiny… you have finally come,” the old man whispered, a hint of relief in his voice.
Lin Yi paused slightly, “Who… are you?”
The old man slowly raised his head, his gaze settling on Lin Yi. “I am one of the original guardians of the River of Destiny, and I once walked with the Lord of Destiny. But while I slumbered, the Lord of Destiny perished, and I was sealed within these ruins.”
Lu Chen frowned, “Why were you sealed?”
The old man sighed, “Because I tried to control destiny, rather than merely witness it. The Lord of Destiny once said that true destiny should not be decided by one person, but written collectively by all beings. And I… violated that belief.”
Lin Yi remained silent for a moment, then slowly extended his hand. A golden thread of destiny appeared in his palm and gently coiled around the old man’s figure.
In an instant, the old man’s form gradually became clearer, and his gray robe transformed into a stream of light, merging with the heavens and earth.
“Thank you… Witness of Destiny,” the old man whispered, a hint of release in his eyes. “I can finally let go of past obsessions and become a true guardian of destiny.”
As his voice faded, his figure slowly dissipated, turning into a faint glow that merged with the branches and leaves of the Tree of Destiny.
Lin Yi gazed at the light, softly saying, “The guardian of destiny has been born.”
Lu Chen stood beside him, his gaze far-reaching, “The journey of destiny has just begun.”
They continued onward, traversing to the end of the River of Destiny, arriving at a forgotten world. This world had once been a tributary of the River of Destiny, but now it was parched, with only a solitary altar standing silently on the barren wilderness.
Lin Yi stepped onto the altar, sensing a familiar aura.
“This… was once the trial ground of the Lord of Destiny,” Lin Yi whispered.
Lu Chen looked around, his gaze falling on a stone tablet in the center of the altar. An ancient inscription was carved on the tablet:
“Destiny is not predetermined by heaven, but chosen by all beings.”
Lin Yi slowly extended his hand, and a golden thread of destiny appeared in his palm, gently wrapping around the stone tablet. In an instant, the entire altar was enveloped in a soft light. The broken stone pillars and collapsed walls slowly repaired themselves, as if time had reversed to an era before the Lord of Destiny had perished.
“The Lord of Destiny… did not truly depart,” Lin Yi softly said. “His will still exists between these heavens and earth.”
Lu Chen watched everything before him, a hint of shock in his eyes. “Can you… also become the new Lord of Destiny?”
Lin Yi shook his head, his gaze calm. “The Lord of Destiny should not be borne by one person. True destiny should be written collectively by all beings.”
As his voice fell, the altar’s dome slowly opened, and a golden pillar of light shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire world. The slumbering beings gradually awakened, the once broken threads of destiny re-intertwined, and the entire world began to revive.
“Destiny… can truly be changed,” a voice echoed in the wind.
Lin Yi smiled faintly, then turned and walked out of the altar, with Lu Chen following closely behind.
They continued their journey, crossing countless worlds, witnessing the struggles and choices of all beings. They no longer sought to control destiny, but became guides of destiny, allowing every living being to find their own direction in the torrent of fate.
One day, they arrived at a world named Gui Xu. This world had once been the starting point of the River of Destiny, but now it had become a void, with only a solitary island floating in the emptiness.
Lin Yi stepped onto the island, sensing a familiar aura.
“This… is the very first starting point of destiny,” Lin Yi whispered.
Lu Chen stood beside him, his gaze profound, “Then, are you willing to leave your mark of destiny here?”
Lin Yi nodded, slowly extending his hand. A golden thread of destiny appeared in his palm. He gently embedded the thread of destiny into the island’s ground. Instantly, the entire island was enveloped in a soft light, and a Tree of Destiny slowly grew, with countless threads of destiny shimmering among its branches and leaves.
“The starting point of destiny… has been reborn,” Lin Yi softly said.
Lu Chen looked at the Tree of Destiny, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. “We… truly changed destiny.”
Lin Yi smiled faintly, his gaze turning to the distance. “No, we merely allowed it to return to its origin.”
The River of Destiny continued to flow, and they had already become the true guardians of destiny.
However, the journey of destiny did not end there. They continued onward, traversing the endless void, arriving at an unfamiliar world. This world was completely different from anything they knew; the sky was a bizarre purple, and the earth seemed torn apart by some invisible force, with countless fissures surging with chaotic energy.
“This… seems to be outside the scope of the River of Destiny,” Lu Chen said, frowning.
Lin Yi gazed into the distance, his eyes profound. “This… is the edge of the Abyss of Chaos. The River of Destiny once converged with chaos here, but now, it has been completely swallowed by chaos.”
No sooner had he spoken than a dark shadow suddenly darted out from a fissure. It was a monster wreathed in chaotic power, its form distorted, its eyes gleaming with scarlet light.
“Destiny… should not exist here,” the monster let out a low growl, its voice filled with boundless rage and reluctance.
Lin Yi’s expression hardened, and the thread of destiny in his hand slowly materialized, its golden light illuminating the dark fissure.
“Destiny belongs to every living being,” he slowly stated. “Even chaos cannot erase the freedom of choice.”
The monster roared, lunging forward. Lin Yi and Lu Chen struck simultaneously, the threads of destiny and chaotic power colliding fiercely in the air, erupting in deafening roars.
The battle continued for a long time. Eventually, Lin Yi entwined the monster’s core with the thread of destiny, slowly stripping away the chaotic power within its body. The monster struggled in pain, finally transforming into a phantom and dissipating between the heavens and earth.
“Chaos… is not the true enemy,” Lin Yi whispered, looking in the direction where the monster had vanished. “It is merely destiny that has yet to be understood.”
Lu Chen nodded, “Perhaps there is more than one true River of Destiny.”
They continued their journey, crossing the Abyss of Chaos, arriving at a forgotten world. Here, there was no concept of time; everything was in an eternal loop. Lin Yi and Lu Chen stood on a floating island, watching countless versions of themselves repeating the same actions at different points in time.
“This is… the Echo Chamber of Destiny,” Lin Yi softly said. “Every choice leaves an echo here.”
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared before them. It was someone identical to Lin Yi, but with an added hint of indifference and determination in their eyes.
“You… finally came,” the figure slowly spoke, their voice low and calm.
Lin Yi paused slightly, “Are you… another branch of destiny?”
The figure nodded, “I am the path you did not choose. If you had chosen to control destiny, rather than protect it, I would be you.”
Lu Chen’s expression was solemn, “You are… the other side of destiny.”
The figure slowly raised their hand, and a black thread of destiny appeared in their palm, contrasting sharply with the golden thread of destiny in Lin Yi’s hand.
“Destiny should be controlled,” they slowly stated. “You chose to protect, and I chose to control. Now, we finally meet.”
Lin Yi remained silent for a moment, then slowly extended his hand, and the golden thread of destiny gently intertwined with the black thread of destiny. In an instant, the two threads of destiny interwove, erupting in dazzling light.
“Destiny… should be written by all beings,” Lin Yi whispered. “And we are merely guides.”
The light dispersed, and the figure slowly dissipated, transforming into a faint ripple that merged into the branches and leaves of the Tree of Destiny.
“The other side of destiny… has finally found peace,” Lu Chen softly said.
Lin Yi looked into the distance; the River of Destiny still flowed, and their journey continued.
They continued their journey, crossing countless worlds, witnessing the struggles and choices of all beings. They no longer sought to control destiny, but became guides of destiny, allowing every living being to find their own direction in the torrent of fate.
Finally, they arrived at a world named Gui Xu. This world had once been the starting point of the River of Destiny, but now it had become a void, with only a solitary island floating in the emptiness.
Lin Yi stepped onto the island, sensing a familiar aura.
“This… is the very first starting point of destiny,” Lin Yi whispered.
Lu Chen stood beside him, his gaze profound, “Then, are you willing to leave your mark of destiny here?”
Lin Yi nodded, slowly extending his hand. A golden thread of destiny appeared in his palm. He gently embedded the thread of destiny into the island’s ground. Instantly, the entire island was enveloped in a soft light, and a Tree of Destiny slowly grew, with countless threads of destiny shimmering among its branches and leaves.
“The starting point of destiny… has been reborn,” Lin Yi softly said.
Lu Chen looked at the Tree of Destiny, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. “We… truly changed destiny.”
Lin Yi smiled faintly, his gaze turning to the distance. “No, we merely allowed it to return to its origin.”
The River of Destiny continued to flow, and they had already become the true guardians of destiny.