Who is Hongjun

Such an omen—let alone him, anyone even slightly skilled in physiognomy would be able to sense this trend.

As for the source of it all, many masters understood it as well. Thus, they looked up to him with ever greater reverence, as one gazes up at a towering mountain.

Zhao Cheng's realm was growing ever higher, and his perception of karma ever keener. Whenever someone thought of him, he could sense it.

Many people were wary of him, afraid of him.

Thus, whatever he did went incomparably smoothly, as if aided by the gods. Only, that god was no one else—it was Zhao Cheng himself.

No matter their status or standing, whenever something involving him arose, people were willing to make things convenient for him. Even with no prior connection, having none was better than forging a bad one. Thus, help came to him from every direction.

This also gave Zhao Cheng an ever deeper understanding of calamity and fortune.

When strength reached its utmost limit, it became fortune itself.

Zhao Cheng blended into the crowd, gradually becoming inconspicuous, and drifted through the ancient city with the flow of people.

His perspective was also remarkably strange. At a glance, he sometimes saw scenes from the past, and sometimes scenes from the future.

It was not that his will had shattered space and time, but simply that he gathered certain information deposited within the void and used it to reconstruct old scenes.

If he wished, he could even erase the traces he had left behind directly from the void. Should someone attempt to trace him afterward, all they would see would be blankness.

In the Pure Yang Immortal Path world, the Dao body within the lightning tribulation was in fact one application of the traces powerful beings left in the void.