That island's system of identities had been twisted into being because of the variable.
But at its root, it was also because the blanks in those identities needed someone to fill them.
The Great Dream Immortal Sect was the true variable.
This island was merely a lead.
This was also a thought that had flashed through his mind after he later saw the identity of the master of that grotto-heaven.
Bearing its cause, receiving its fruit.
Yet Bifang did not sense any karma upon himself. That was because the fate of his birth in this body lay within another Long River of Time.
The original body's karma had already been cultivated to the point of transcending worldly dust.
The operation of the Great Dao was heartless and without intent. That island was permeated by an aura of the Great Dream Immortal Path.
Truth and falsehood alike rested in the heart.
Thus, his greatest gain this time was not those tangible things, but precisely this intangible identity.
"The Ancient Immortals whom the Great Dream Immortal Sect encountered truly were not from this Nine Heavens cosmos."
Bifang had already had some suspicions about such an ancient immortal.
In the distant past of the Nine Heavens, there might once have been another stretch of time. Yet it had been chaos, where heaven and earth had yet to be opened and the Great Dao had yet to become clear.
How could an ancient immortal who attained the Dao amid chaos have appeared there?
Presumably, the Great Dream Immortal Sect had also discerned the difference from this.
Yet there was still one point Bifang could not quite understand. Those who came from beyond heaven should not have been unfamiliar to ancient cultivators.
The founding patriarchs of the Profound Heaven Dao Sect, Grand Heaven Dao Sect,