"That cauldron had no karma intervening in it."
He spoke slowly, not even fully believing the past he had witnessed.
He suspected that figures from the heavens above had stepped in.
They had stirred the karma and destiny here, while concealing this stretch of the past.
That was why the scene his divine eyes had seen had appeared as it did.
Some of the gazes nearby were also filled with suspicion.
They too wondered whether this place was some kind of game board for a contest of schemes.
Thus, once those gazes considered this possibility, they decisively withdrew.
"If immortals from the heavens are making plans as well, then nothing we do will help."
Gaze after gaze pierced through, seeking to discern something.
Yet they saw nothing at all.
So those gazes too receded like the tide.
Bifang sensed the gazes that came from every direction, omnipresent yet ever dispersing.
Thoughts stirred faintly within him.
"It seems the shifts in destiny here have muddied the waters."
He had no other thoughts. He was merely curious whether, aside from the favor of heavenly will and destiny, others might also value the fate and destiny he carried.
Compared with those people's schemes, the true self was laissez-faire toward his many incarnations, but that did not mean such freedom was meaningless.
For when great powers thought and pondered, heaven and earth perceived it, and the Great Dao responded.
There was no need for heavenly secrets to be deduced. As they acted, fragment after fragment of future heavenly secrets would naturally take shape.
The layer of karma Bifang had just seen before the furnace cauldron shattered—
he found it interesting because he had sensed a trace of the aura of present-day Reincarnation.
And that aura of Reincarnation belonged to the present age.
He thus