When Daoist Wang's vision returned, he was already above Moon God Palace.
Senior Bones seemed not to have moved, yet the two of them were now standing before enormous, constantly rotating star vortices.
Wang Jixuan looked up at everything before him, and countless realizations suddenly arose in his heart. It was as though a mighty River of Time flowed before him, with figure after figure leaping out from within.
Those figures all tried to break free from the shackles of time, yet in the blink of an eye, they became part of the river.
We are all parts of time.
Wang Jixuan murmured this to himself.
Of course, Senior Bones had not brought him here merely to admire the scenery and seek enlightenment.
Senior Bones had clearly activated an array. At this moment, he was guiding a wisp of Wang Jixuan's primordial spirit, using the array to deduce and calculate.
Seeing Wang Jixuan emerge from his meditation and trance, Senior Bones nodded inwardly, acknowledging Wang Jixuan's comprehension and talent. Then he began to drive the array with all his strength.
A profound and obscure Dao resonance slowly rippled outward.
Wang Jixuan's vision blurred slightly, and he suddenly saw the end of that long river.
It was a stretch of chaos.
Faint Light Spots began to appear within the chaos, drifting through Wang Jixuan's primordial spirit like fireflies.
Scene after scene, some blurry and some clear, continuously appeared in Wang Jixuan's mind.
He saw himself.
He seemed to have aged many years, sitting quietly before a metal monument as he slowly drifted through the eternally dead universe. An epitaph concerning Ling Tong was inscribed upon the monument.
Yet that was merely what lay within one Light Spot;
Within other Light Spots, he was doing different things in different forms.
For instance,