Those scenes were shattered and chaotic, like fragments of some ancient dream.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Liu Wuyan's forehead.
Even with his cultivation in the Divine Lord Realm, forcibly deducing events across such an incredibly long span of time—
And probing secrets involving karma and heavenly secrets—was an enormous drain.
His expression also grew increasingly grave.
Clearly, what had happened back then was more complicated and deeply entangled than he had imagined.
The entire deduction lasted a full hour.
To Lan Yan, that hour felt even longer than a lifetime.
Yang Lingtian, Yang Dingtian, and Old Ancestor Lan had long since stopped healing and were watching intently from the side, holding their breath.
Although they could not understand the mysteries within, the terrifying pressure of the Great Dao filling the air still left them trembling with fear.
Finally, the Heavenly Mystery Shu Plate shook violently and let out a long, resonant hum.
The two great rivers of karma and heavenly secrets circling above Liu Wuyan's head gradually faded away.
All the strange phenomena vanished completely at that moment.
The pointer on the Heavenly Mystery Plate slowly came to a stop, pointing toward a vague direction.
The light and shadows on the plate finally settled on several blurry figures.
Liu Wuyan slowly opened his eyes. At first, a trace of weariness flashed through them.
But the next moment, that weariness was replaced by boundless shock and raging fury.
"Pfft!"
He could no longer suppress the reverse flow of blood and spat it out, staining the front of his robe red.
"Father." Lan Yan was horrified and hurried forward to support him.
"I'm fine." Liu Wuyan waved his hand, but his voice carried a tremor he could barely suppress.
His gaze was fixed on the few blurry figures frozen