My perception was right!
The four seasons heavenly sequence!
Sure enough, the four seasons heavenly sequence was the finest Daoist profundity for countering, containing, and taming that power of temporal metamorphosis!
When ordered power extended into that chaotic, disordered storm.
The strength of the power itself no longer mattered.
What mattered was that the concept of temporal order was born anew within the disordered power of time, evolving anew!
It was like a drop of ink falling into a pool of clear water.
What color it was diluted into in that instant did not matter.
The most important change was that the pool of water was no longer clear!
The stalemate between ordered and disordered power lasted only a fleeting instant.
One breath earlier.
The unfolding four seasons heavenly sequence had still resembled a guttering candle in the wind, its feeble flame flickering as though the disordered storm of metamorphosis might swallow it at any moment.
But in the next breath.
An almost equally immense volume of temporal metamorphosis power surged madly into the profound Dao resonance of the four seasons heavenly sequence.
Liu Dongqing's deployment of his Dao and arts seemed merely to have offered these disordered powers a direction, a framework.
Then.
The power of time itself completed its own containment and taming.
When he looked again an instant later.
There was no longer just one raging storm vortex there.
There were two!
The storm of metamorphosis and the cyclic, life-generating storm of the four seasons heavenly sequence nested within each other at that moment, the two storms seeming to wheel simultaneously, yet also to grind each other down!
At the same time.
A vast quantity of temporal power had already completed its final taming beneath the framework of the four seasons heavenly sequence.
Within that raging storm.