Ye Yang saw me frown and whispered, "A Ni Ming Zhi Ren (person defying fate) is also known as a Wu Ming Zhi Ren (person without fate). It means your fate has been tampered with."

Later, I understood what a Ni Ming Zhi Ren meant.

The highest level of the secret art of fate is Ni Ming (defying fate).

Ni Ming can be understood as reversing the fate ordained by heaven. According to the art of divination, everyone's fate is arranged by the heavenly Dao (the natural order) before they are born. A person's life is actually walking around in a predetermined trajectory.

No one but the heavenly Dao can change a person's fate. Even if there is an occasional deviation, the heavenly Dao will not correct it in time to bring people back to their original trajectory.

A diviner defying fate is like gambling with heaven.

The first step to defying fate is to erase the target's original fate from the heavenly Dao. In this way, the diviner becomes a Wu Ming Zhi Ren.

Fate diviners are most afraid of encountering Wu Ming Zhi Ren because they have no fate to speak of. The fate diviner cannot predict the other person's future, so how can they intercept and kill their opponent at the node of fate?

Ye Yang whispered, "If you are a Wu Ming Zhi Ren, then you are the nemesis of fate diviners. Don't listen to him."

Meng Die shouted, "Li Po, your father, Li Chunfeng, erased your fate back then, and he himself violated the taboo of the heavenly Dao. Both his Tian Hun (celestial soul) and Di Hun (terrestrial soul) were detained by the heavenly Dao."

"The only people who can find your father's two souls are fate diviners. And among all the fate diviners in the world, only my master can calculate where Li Chunfeng is."

Meng Die's voice sank. "If you want to find your father, come out and talk to me!"

As I raised my hand to press against the wall in front of me, Ye Yang seemed to want to stop me, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

The ghost who led us suddenly appeared behind me, pressing his hand on my shoulder and squeezing it hard. He meant: don't let me go out.

Seeing that I didn't move, the ghost was about to exert force backward when the Zhen Qi (true energy) bursting from my palm had already blasted open the wall.

"Don't move!" Ye Yang forced the ghost behind me back with his sword. "This is Li Po's own business. Let him solve it himself."

I stepped out from behind the collapsed wall and looked coldly at Meng Die in the distance. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Come over and take away this black dragon of misfortune! Then we'll talk about the rest!" Meng Die was really panicked and used a commanding tone when she spoke to me.

Meng Die must have been using some secret method to block the black dragon of misfortune. She kept staring at the black dragon and didn't even look at my face. "Li Po, if you don't care about the father-son relationship, you can leave. However, I have to remind you that if you leave now, you will never see Li Chunfeng again in this life."

While Meng Die was speaking, I had already shaken open the Chasing Soul Chain and struck the coffin in the distance, taking advantage of the force of the chain's pull to step into the air towards Meng Die's direction.

Meng Die didn't know that I was approaching her from behind and was still threatening me. "Li Po, you are also a diviner. You should have used spells like 'Thousand Mile Tracking' to track Li Chunfeng, right? Did it have no effect?"

"Your fate has been erased by Li Chunfeng. Except for my master, no one can deduce Li Chunfeng's location through you."

"I am my master's only successor. If he knows you stand by and watch, he will never help you find Li Chunfeng."

Meng Die didn't get a response from me and couldn't help but increase the stakes. "Also, haven't you thought about your mother?"

"Hasn't Li Chunfeng told you who your mother is?"

"My master can find Li Chunfeng, and he can also find your mother. Of course, the premise is that you must cooperate with us."

While Meng Die was speaking, the black dragon of misfortune had already rushed into the coffin door. The ten swordsmen standing in front of Meng Die were the first to be affected by the misfortune entering their bodies, and a layer of black aura floated on everyone's faces.

Fang Xuan held the corpse-controlling bell and didn't know what to do. While still retreating step by step, he frequently looked at Meng Die. "Meng... Meng Die... Li Po is behind you."

Meng Die suddenly shuddered, and I pressed down on Meng Die's shoulder like a ghost. "You better give me a reason to believe you."

Meng Die forced herself to calm down. "It's very simple to deduce Li Chunfeng's whereabouts. Just complete the marriage contract with me."

"That way, our fates will be linked together, and we can deduce Li Chunfeng's whereabouts through me. However, the person you marry can only be me. If it's someone else, my master won't help."

Meng Die only said a few short sentences, and the black dragon of misfortune had already advanced three feet, its ferocious dragon horns almost touching Meng Die's face.

Meng Die desperately leaned back, but my hand pressed against her back. "Keep talking!"

Meng Die's voice trembled. "Li Po, I'm really not lying to you. Look, the black dragon of misfortune has stopped, hasn't it? It's afraid of you because you have no fate, and it can't entangle with your fate. Believe me!"

"As long as you marry me, we can defy fate again, believe me!"

"I believe you!" As my voice fell, Zi Ye's blade pierced through Meng Die's body from the front.

Meng Die looked down at the blood-dripping curved blade and only said the word "you." The words that followed were blocked by the blood gushing from her mouth.