Within this span of time.
Lu Qing saw what the Nine Heavens had looked like back then.
He saw the emergence of the Profound Heaven Dao Sect.
He also saw Buddhist light covering every inch of the Western Heaven Continent.
Likewise, he saw, on one side beyond the heavens, the shimmering halos of certain worlds beyond the heavens, following the Nine Heavens along a slow yet perfectly fitting course.
Then, one by one, they became the extraterritorial guardian star rivers of that colossal entity, the Nine Heavens.
The star river was like a resplendent silvery-white jade belt, its frostlight spreading across the sky.
Countless greater worlds settled nearby.
And thus became the lower realms of the Nine Heavens cultivation world.
Looking upon it all, Lu Qing vaguely glimpsed a few similarities to the ancient cultivation world.
Yet there were also vast differences.
In ancient times, what surrounded the firmament of the Nine Heavens had been a host of stars.
Purple Tenuity Emperor Star, Shaking Light, Mizar, Chang Geng, Dawn Star...
As Lu Qing's eyes opened and closed, he seemed to see through a portion of the destiny connecting the future, the present, and the past.
Threads of indistinct sensations gradually revealed themselves amid the heavenly secrets.
He slowly closed his eyes. That pull from the future lay within the approaching variable.
It was highly likely related to reincarnation.
The heavenly secrets before him unfurled, then transformed into specks of shattered light that filled his sleeves.
A moment later, the shattered light of the heavenly secrets silently vanished without a trace.
As for the heavenly secrets of the future, he only needed to cultivate here and wait.
They would arrive of their own accord.
Ahead on one path, Lu Qing had already seen that dead end.
He did not choose to