[Other Shore] Fourth Layer.
Almost at the instant Great Sword Sect's malevolent consciousness collapsed, endless Sword Light coiled through the depths of the river of destiny reflecting the myriad heavens, and a graceful figure opened her eyes.
The figure sat cross-legged, her bearing cold and exquisite. Coupled with her presence in the [Other Shore], every gesture carried an aura that transcended the mundane world and stood above the Red Dust. Beneath layer upon layer of Sword Light, her form flickered between clarity and blur; only the fair little hand constantly working calculations remained unchanged.
Yet at that moment.
Bang!
With a soft crack, prismatic light burst apart. The jade fingers tightly pinched around the fair little hand abruptly sprang open, bringing its ceaseless calculations to a sudden halt.
"Mm."
At the sight, surprise immediately flashed through the beautiful eyes hidden behind layers of Sword Light. Yet when she calculated again, she could no longer see any changes.
Destiny has been stirred. Who is placing a piece on the board?
As this thought arose, a ceaselessly surging river of destiny emerged in Sword Lord's eyes. The destinies of all living beings and the workings of all things were contained within it.
Yet she found nothing.
Because she could only see the future.
Extending from the present point in time toward an infinitely distant future, the river of destiny had always surged forward, casting the past behind it.
Thus, though she could see scenes of the future, she could not clearly discern what was happening in the "present." Every profession had its specialty. Among the Dao Lords, this had originally been the domain overseen by the World Honored One. After all, only Karma could intervene in the "past," and even interfere with the "present."
Just then, a mysterious voice drifted over.
"Nian