Look upon all living beings; enter all living beings. All living beings shared one aspect, the image of myriad spirits—a Red Dust Dao. Heaven and earth stretched dim and vast, boundless and endless; it too was a Red Dust Dao.
Thus, Lu Qing had no need to deliberately peer into it. Every thread and strand of change within this Mortal World had already fallen into his eyes.
Immortal City was where he had gained the most from cultivating the Red Dust Way. Here, Lu Qing's Red Dust Avatar had witnessed the birth of many people blessed with Providence, and the passing of many Persons of Heavenly Mandate.
The black-robed young man lowered his eyes.
Within this Daoist Dojo, the cliffs remained unchanged, while thin mist and drifting clouds continued to flow through them.
His gaze turned beneath the cliffs. Layer upon layer of flowing clouds parted at one corner, reflecting the shadow of a slightly incomplete heaven and earth in his eyes.
He knew of the commotion in West Sea.
But there was no need to interfere.
Heaven of Universe held much Humanity Providence. No matter how that equally empty starry sky changed, or how it became a sweeping current upon the chessboard, it would be difficult for it to stir the greater situation.
The heaven and earth before him had been guided here from that spatial rift.
This realm was somewhat unusual.
What made it unusual was that eerie creatures, spirits, and evil entities—things rarely seen in the Cultivation World—survived everywhere within it. Of course, that was merely the surface.
Its true nature lay in the currents of evil qi and demonic thoughts sustaining those evil entities. Lu Qing had found them familiar the moment he sensed them.
"Eight Wastelands."
The black-robed young man lowered his gaze, sweeping it