"What should we do?"
They turned away from tracing the matter to its source.
For what they truly wanted to discuss was not the cause, but another subject altogether.
"As for how to hasten the arrival of this heavenly secret, I ask that you all keep a close watch from here on."
A gentle Dao Lord in green robes spoke, an ancient aura of accumulated years lingering about him.
"As we should."
Even without those words, the other Dao Lords would not have given up.
Variable fate drove the shattering of fixed fate, while fixed fate also shackled the road ahead.
But now that a thread of hope had arrived, it clearly signified something.
"Hasten its arrival. Those other, superfluous heavenly secret futures need not appear."
Another voice rang out, cold and indifferent.
"Heaven has its own verdict. Severing the many futures will instead invite unforeseen consequences. Keeping them somewhat under control will suffice."
Some Dao Lords disagreed.
There were not many Dao Lords present, but the others had surely left their divine sense here as well, so there was no need to worry about whether they agreed.
Even if someone wanted to steal a march on the others, or destroy everything, no amount of discussion mattered until that future became certain.
"It seems a heavenly secret thread has appeared."
Lu Qing's avatar raised his gaze. Those gazes clearly confirmed some of his suspicions.
Since that heavenly secret future had appeared, part of the void ahead had evidently shattered.
Or rather, in the passage from the illusory to the real, the shadow of a road had begun to emerge ahead of the Great Dao.
"But before that, the providence of these Heavenly Prodigies has been pressed down by those gazes, stirring up an even greater commotion instead. That counts