Northern Heaven Continent had become the eye of the vortex.
Bifang could see that as well.
But he had no thoughts about that Devil Master. The original body had none, and neither did incarnations like them.
His original body had continued onward along the path of seeking the Dao, his cultivation growing ever more profound by the day.
Even the incarnations sometimes found themselves alarmed by the unfathomable depths of their original body's heaven-reaching Dao cultivation.
Given the board's original course, Lu Qing should have entered the game as well, becoming one of its players and thereby driving the arrival of some grand tide.
To reopen the road ahead that led through cultivation to the heavens.
But karmic affinity in cultivation was sometimes profoundly mysterious.
After truly attaining the Dao, Lu Qing rarely stirred the chessboard again. Other than casting Bifang, this shaped incarnation, into it, he no longer interfered.
Instead, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying his own Great Dao of cultivation.
Yet precisely because of this, Lu Qing had now walked this road for a long time and glimpsed wisps of voidlike illusion, where emptiness emerged ahead.
That was why he remained so calm. Once the Devil Master returned, he would likely be able to undertake his final Immortal Ascension as well.
For he had already seen traces of a path appearing ahead.
As an incarnation, Bifang possessed the keenest perception of fortune and calamity among the providence incarnations.
With the appearance of the Longevity Devil Master's Great Dao, he saw faction after faction being swept into it.
Perhaps some wished to stamp out the final hope; perhaps others came for Longevity; perhaps still others came driven by hatred...
Those countless reasons had become threads of Cause and Effect drawing them into the Tribulation.
"Even beneath the Profound