He did not dwell on it.
But what this man did not know was this.
At that very moment.
As the mirror reflected the world.
The faint ripples of Providence might escape everyone else, but not cultivators with cultivation of their own.
"Just as I thought, the Heavenly Mandate here did not form naturally. Cultivators are manipulating it behind the scenes."
One man suddenly raised his gaze. He was the cultivator among them who had claimed to specialize in tracing heavenly secrets, a man named Chu Chengqing.
Chu Chengqing looked up at the Heavenly Thoroughfare. Strands of Providence wandering through unknown places intertwined to form the shapes of individual Heavenly Mandates.
But these Heavenly Mandates did not feel like normal Heavenly Mandates.
Instead, they had something of the feel of puppets on strings.
"To slay the Heavenly Mandates next, we will inevitably have to face those behind them. Dao Companions, would anyone care to accompany me to their Grotto-Heaven?"
He spoke with a smile at the corners of his mouth.
A cultivation force that could survive here, and one aligned with the Heavenly Mandates at that.
Chu Chengqing was quite interested in their cultivation system.
Only after beholding the vastness of heaven and earth could one understand how small one's own cultivation was.
Naturally, he would not let slip an opportunity to advance even an inch.
"I, too, happen to wish to learn about these Heavenly Mandates."
Another man spoke, wearing a gentle smile, his tone refined and courteous.
Cultivators who practiced such mysterious Great Daos as Heavenly Mandate, divination, and heavenly secrets almost all shared a certain trace of resemblance in their bearing.
In other words, they had the air of charlatan fortune-tellers.
If they set up stalls among mortals, their appearance alone would probably win them a