Even though I was prepared for it, Chen Qiye couldn't help but feel a sudden jump when he heard this answer.

What a good guy, I can really do it with the 49th 4 Yuan gentleman offering sacrifices to heaven.

But this kind of thing... is indeed worth it as mentioned before.

After all, if a nine-stage four-yuan gentleman changes to a space-time anchor with a diameter of one million miles, anyone can make a decision quickly.

After pondering for a while, Chen Qiye chuckled and said to Zhao Zheng: "So, why did you let those demon cultivators enter the anchor point of time and space?"

When Zhao Zheng heard what he said, he couldn't help but frown.

With the situation shown by the destined son before, it is impossible not to know that he is asking those demon cultivators to create something, right?

Could it be that the destined son wants to express his ultimate plan?

Zhao Zheng frowned tightly. This was the last thing he wanted to say, because it was related to his control of the future. If he said it, there would inevitably be some situations that he could not control.

Seeing Zhao Zheng hesitating so much, Chen Qiye didn't force him to answer.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it. You just need to tell me what you are going to do when the Battle of Destiny comes."

Although the linguistic agreement was unrestrained, he was able to get Zhao Zheng's attitude.

The words were not trustworthy, but he had to figure out the tiny movements and expressions he spoke when he was talking.

If Jin Wei was asked to collect information and calculate it again in this situation, it would probably consume half of her ability.

Chen Qiye didn't want Jin Wei or the Star Warship's computing power to be occupied by such things, so he was ready to ask the answer to this question with his own ability.

After hearing Chen Qiye’s question, Zhao Zheng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said without hesitation: “Don’t worry, Lord Destined Son! I will definitely fight to the end with the Zhatian Sect and the God-stealer!”

"Then are the things you made for use during the Battle of Destiny?" Chen Qiye asked continuously without any stagnation.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his face became gloomy and uncertain.

He wanted to talk nonsense, but the ability Chen Qiye showed before made him extremely worried.

He was worried that Chen Qiye would see his lying, but he really didn't want to show what he had made the demon cultivators do.

Chen Qiye stared at Zhao Zheng with a smile, and did not rush to ask for his answer. He just smiled like this and stared at him quietly.

After being stared at Chen Qiye for a long time, Zhao Zheng gradually couldn't withstand the pressure in his heart.

He smiled bitterly and replied, "Some are used in the Battle of Destiny, some are used in other places."

"What else is it?" Chen Qiye continued to ask softly with a smile.

Sweat oozed from Zhao Zheng's forehead, his expression seemed a little reluctant, and he seemed to be struggling wildly on the verge of anger.

Chen Qiye looked at his reaction and remembered all his tiny movements and expressions in his heart.

Jin Wei has already used these data to analyze, while he is still observing and thinking in his pre-consciousness.

Zhao Zheng's face was distorted for a long time, and in the end, he still rationally suppressed his anger.

He exhaled a long breath, blinked his blood-covered eyes, and looked at Chen Qiye: "Son of Destiny, half of the things I made are used for the battle of destiny and half for the human race."

Chen Qiye showed a smile and showed nothing. He nodded gently, then said calmly: "So you attach so little importance to the Battle of Destiny?"

"It's just half of the resource. So, do you think I can definitely kill the God-stealer?"

"You know, it's only six years since the Battle of Destiny, but we don't even know where the God-stealer is."

"In this case, do you think our chances of winning are more than 70%?"

Chen Qiye asked strangely: "Are you... too confident?"

Zhao Zheng frowned tightly, and his eyebrows were almost frowned.

The words of the Destined Son definitely have other meanings, but he hasn't thought about them yet.

Zhao Zheng hesitated for a while, then stared at Chen Qiye cautiously and said softly: "No, I am guarding against the human race to suddenly attack us."

"You may not know if the destined son..."

"Well... the human race is already eyeing us. Rather than saying that I have a high opinion of winning, you might as well say that the human race feels victory is already in their pocket."

Chen Qiye did not make any statement, but just looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile.

His expression made Zhao Zheng feel excited. His uncertain attitude and his attitude of showing nothing were too tormenting.

Then, Zhao Zheng's cheeks bulged slightly and said to Chen Qiye: "Maybe after you become the destined son, you have become consistent in your views on both the human race and the demon race, and you think that both the human race and the demon race are creatures and should be treated equally..."

"But I still want to say that this view may only be the only one in this world!" Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth and looked out of his way. He stared at Chen Qiye with wide eyes, and his breathing became a little heavier.

Chen Qiye still maintained a mysterious smile, but at this time he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "My destined son, we are standing in a different position."

"I am the demon clan first, then the leader of the demon clan, and then I am one of the countless creatures in the earth spirit world."
Chapter completed!