Chapter 1032

Chapter 1032 Wall of Prophecy

 

The news that the Sky Observation Bureau had a new controller spread quickly.

Fuhan publicly killed two people in an extremely cruel manner, making the news even more sensational.

From now on, the Sky Observation Bureau would no longer provide information for free!

For North Capital, and even the entire Yan Xia, this was enormous news.

Since its establishment, the Sky Observation Bureau had existed as an official authoritative organization that never charged any fees.

And everyone had grown accustomed to this.

Whenever there were celestial phenomena or strange occurrences, people would go to the Sky Observation Bureau to inquire. And the Bureau would generally provide answers quickly.

But now, the Sky Observation Bureau would charge for its services!

This meant that people could no longer approach the Sky Observation Bureau with their problems as they had in the past!

Furthermore, the Bureau’s new controller, Fuhan… was extremely brutal and clearly not a good person.

He had just taken office and already made two innocent people bleed on the Bureau’s plaza.

Who knows… what might happen in the future?

In the past half year, the martial arts world of North Capital had undergone tremendous changes, completely altering the structure that had remained stable for a long time in just a year or so!

Such changes had little impact on independent practitioners.

But for various factions, it was difficult to accept these changes, and they even felt anxious about the future.

…

“Brother Fang, did you go see Fuhan?” Huaixu asked.

“Yes, I met him once,” Fang Yu said. “I don’t know much else, but one thing is certain: he’s a ruthless man.”

Huaixu stood at the entrance of the small teahouse, looking out at the mountains and fields, sighing: “In the past half year, there have been so many unpredictable changes.”

“What do you mean?” Fang Yu asked.

“The Half-Spirit Clan has acted to create chaos, and the North Capital Martial Arts Association has declined. The Order Keepers have also been infiltrated by the Half-Spirit Clan and have temporarily gone silent,” Huaixu said slowly. “Now the Sky Observation Bureau has changed controllers and established new rules. All three of North Capital’s authoritative organizations… are undergoing dramatic changes.”

“As for the changes in family clans and sect structures… they’re all related to you, Brother Fang, so I don’t need to elaborate.”

Fang Yu thought about it. These changes… seemed to have started after his arrival in North Capital, and were all more or less connected to him.

“Change isn’t necessarily a bad thing,” Fang Yu scratched his head and said.

“Indeed,” Huaixu replied.

After speaking, Huaixu turned and walked back to sit at the tea table.

“Brother Fang, what you mentioned earlier about April 15th… is it definitely about twelve ancient ruins opening simultaneously?” Huaixu asked.

“Yes, that’s what will happen on the surface… but I believe what will actually occur is far more than what appears,” Fang Yu said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Fang Yu wasn’t just speaking based on intuition.

He had combined what various people had said about that era to form this intuition.

The approaching flood that Dao Kong mentioned, the great revival era that Tianmo spoke of…

April 15th might well be the arrival of the period they were referring to.

“…Brother Fang, do you think it will be a blessing… or a disaster?” Huaixu asked with a solemn expression after thinking for a moment.

Fang Yu frowned slightly and said, “It’s hard to say, but nothing in this world is purely good or bad. There will certainly be both good and bad. We just don’t know whether the good will outweigh the bad, or vice versa.”

“I see…” Huaixu nodded and said no more.

Fang Yu picked up the teacup from the table and took a sip.

…

After leaving Yinlin Manor, Fang Yu was reminded of someone by Huaixu’s earlier words.

The old man Yan Zhen from the Order Keepers.

This Ninth Star Grand Mage knew divination techniques, and asking him might yield significant insights.

Fang Yu arrived at the Order Keepers’ headquarters and walked straight in.

“I’m Fang Yu, and I want to see old man Yan Zhen,” Fang Yu announced loudly, standing still just inside the entrance.

“Whoosh!”

After a few seconds, a flash of white light appeared before Fang Yu.

Rong Shu, whom he had dealt with before, appeared in front of him.

“Mr. Fang Yu… what brings you here?” Rong Shu asked respectfully.

He had naturally heard of Fang Yu’s recent reputation.

He dared not offend such a formidable figure.

“I want to see old man Yan Zhen,” Fang Yu said.

“Uh… Grand Mage Yan Zhen is currently meditating in the Meditation Hall and might not be able to…” Rong Shu began.

“Bring him to see me.”

Before he could finish, an elderly, deep voice sounded in his ear.

Rong Shu’s expression changed slightly, and he immediately said to Fang Yu: “Mr. Fang Yu, Grand Mage Yan Zhen can see you. Please follow me.”

After speaking, Rong Shu turned around and lightly tapped his staff forward.

“Zing!”

A light flashed, and a portal appeared.

Rong Shu made a gesture, indicating for Fang Yu to enter.

Fang Yu walked straight ahead and soon crossed through the portal.

“Grand Mage Yan Zhen is alone in the Meditation Hall. Mr. Fang Yu, just walk inside and you’ll find him,” Rong Shu’s voice reached Fang Yu’s ears.

Fang Yu passed through the portal and arrived in front of an old building.

Before him was a large door, and inside was a simple hall.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, without a sound to be heard.

This building in front of him must be the so-called Meditation Hall.

Fang Yu didn’t hesitate and walked straight in.

Entering the hall, Fang Yu found many cushions arranged on the floor.

At the front, a figure draped in a robe was kneeling on a cushion, with his back to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu walked forward and saw the person’s face.

It was indeed Grand Mage Yan Zhen.

At this moment, Yan Zhen had his hands clasped together and eyes tightly closed, appearing to be in prayer.

Not wanting to disturb him, Fang Yu sat down on a nearby cushion.

Looking ahead, he noticed that on the gray wall in front, there was a faint mural.

The colors of the mural were very faint, but with the help of light and angle, he could vaguely make out a figure with six pairs of wings on its back.

For some reason, the more he stared at this image, the clearer it became.

Soon, the complete image mysteriously entered Fang Yu’s mind.

It was an angel-like being wearing a crown, with six pairs of wings on its back.

It resembled the archangel Fang Yu had encountered before, but with more wings.

“What is this?” Fang Yu wondered inwardly.

“What did you see?”

Just then, Yan Zhen’s voice sounded beside Fang Yu’s ear.

Fang Yu’s vision returned to reality.

He looked at Yan Zhen beside him, who had opened his eyes and was staring at him.

“This wall is called the Wall of Prophecy,” Yan Zhen said. “Each person who looks at this wall sees something different.”

Hearing this, Fang Yu frowned slightly and asked, “What does it prophesy? Good things or bad things?”

“Both are possible,” Yan Zhen answered. “If you see a beautiful girl, perhaps you will experience love later. If you see some kind of monster… this might be a danger you will encounter. If it’s a precious treasure, it means you will soon have a chance to obtain it.”

“Is this wall really that powerful?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Not entirely. Many people only see a blank wall and nothing else,” Yan Zhen smiled.

“I see… then how would you explain what I just saw—a strange person with six pairs of wings and wearing a crown?” Fang Yu asked.

“…What?”

Yan Zhen’s expression changed, and he looked at Fang Yu with astonishment.

“Just as I said, I definitely saw something,” Fang Yu said.

“Six pairs of wings, wearing a crown?” Yan Zhen asked, eyes wide.

“Yes,” Fang Yu nodded.

“This, could this be the Twelve-Winged Divine Messenger from the Western Region’s Temple of Gods!?” Yan Zhen stood up, speaking in a shocked tone.

“What are you talking about? I’ve never heard of it,” Fang Yu replied.

“This…” Yan Zhen paced forward a few steps, then turned back to look at Fang Yu and asked, “Have you been to the Western Region recently?”

“I went there a few months ago,” Fang Yu answered.

“Then have you recently had any dealings with people from the Temple of Gods in the Western Region?” Yan Zhen asked again.

Temple of Gods?

This was the first time Fang Yu had heard this name.

“Not with the Temple of Gods, but I have dealt with the Angel Church,” Fang Yu replied.