Many questions had no answers.
Many questions needed no answers.
And many more questions had answers and required answers, but finding them was exceedingly difficult—or even impossible.
Ultimately, the difficulty of a question depended on one's personal strength.
When one knew full well that no clues could possibly be found,
aiming too high was not a wise course of action.
Therefore, Lu Yuan did not deliberately search for clues regarding this incomplete Dharma Body. What belonged to him in fate would ultimately be his; what did not belong to him could not be obtained even if he forced it. His current task was to repair the Array Disk. After repairing it, his next task would be to improve it, ensuring that after five hundred years of erosion by time, it would still have enough power to send him to this very point in time and complete the final loop.
However...
"The true loop is nowhere near as simple as you imagine."
Above the Star River,
the being who called himself Lu Yuan's Past Self gazed down upon the Star River flowing like fine sand. Amid countless tiny grains, he accurately located the Myriad Heavens where Lu Yuan was, as well as the many Lesser Thousand Worlds surrounding the Myriad Heavens and the remaining half of its former territory occupied by Extraterrestrial Demons.
Lu Yuan's Time Travel was his doing.
The Teleportation Array was merely a medium.
If one had to find a reason for why that medium had to be a Teleportation Array rather than a sudden spatial rift that swallowed Lu Yuan and sent him into the past...
Perhaps it was because he himself had also taken this Teleportation Array back into the past back then...
Of course.
When he had found this Teleportation Array, he had discovered it