All Chapters of Delivery of Fate : Chapter 821 - Chapter 827

Chai Bing looked at Blake and didn’t pursue since Blake continued walking the trail to the Palace. After an hour, they met at the entrance. Blake looked around, patted the stone walls of the entrance, and sighed. A flashback of the last time he had stood in that entrance made him shudder. It was the time of the large banquet when all the influential guests arrived.Blake, as Yang Jun, and Olivia Pikes, as Qui Ming, were standing welcoming their guests when Emperor Xiang Li and his party arrived. Yang Jun graciously invited him in and inquired if his wife was coming, but Emperor Xiang Li gave an excuse that she couldn’t make it and headed into the courtyard. Unknowingly, at the time, Yang Jun had not noticed the eye contact that his wife, Qui Ming, had made with Emperor Xiang Li. He might have been vigilant against his wife’s actions if he had. But history had written a different destiny for him. Blake blinked a few times as the memory of his previous life unfolded and reality came upo

Silver Light the Sword benefited Blake in his poison extraction formation and gave him pointers where the formation lacked. Suddenly, as Blake created the last of the characters, a powerful aura emanated from the formation, and a deep blue light came from the formation surrounding Master Chai Kern in the middle.Soon, there was a light mist seeping from the pores of the dragon, which was collecting above him. This was the poison extracted by the formation, which was more effective than Blake’s Divine Qi in eradicating the poison.Partridge Chai Bing sighed, seeing the poison leaving his Father, and smiled at the tired Blake.“You just don’t understand the frustration I have to go through with that man,” Roseline complained to Claire.When Roseline arrived inside Claire’s Mind Palace, she called out to Claire and began to complain about how she caught her husband in bed with a younger woman. Then, she complained about how he dared to call her an old thing. The most upsetting part of th

“Is it an ancient evil?” Melisa asked with fear.“Mischievous, but not evil,” Azrael replied, heading to the window.Maia’s attention was immediately alert when she felt a lingering power outside of the home, and she smiled.“When did the Holy Order arrive?” Maia suddenly asked.Everyone stopped eating and looked at her in surprise. They hadn’t even gotten to the part of their talks where the Vatican had proclaimed war on the Elons.“What? Are you unaware that a birdman is roosting in that direction?” Maia asked and pointed towards the home where they’d known of being watched.“Blake has left, and if they are not causing trouble, we are not causing trouble,” Tabby said and continued to eat.“What? And miss out on an opportune time to clip his wings?” Maia asked.“They haven’t bothered us, so we ignore them now.” Tabitha reiterated what Tabby had said.“Party poopers. I wonder what he is doing in this dimension anyway? They strictly stay in their pocked universe, soaking in all the Pow