Beyond the Chessboard, Roaming Heaven and Earth

The longer a Cultivator had lived, the more indifferent they became—but their obsessions also ran deeper.

Having cast aside the path by which they had come in cultivation, their fixation on lifespan and the next life had already surpassed their own Dao Heart.

Those within the Void Ground were even more so.

"It should be so."

"Reincarnation stirs, and upheaval is born. We, too, should enter Reincarnation."

"Like the Primordial Era Fang Xian..."

One obscure and incomparably mysterious aura after another slowly awakened.

In an instant.

Throughout the Nine Heavens Earth Continent, countless murky and elusive Heavenly Secrets emerged.

There was also a hazy Fate Allotment that no one could see through.

A long-absent season of torrential rain blanketed every region of the Nine Heavens Earth Continent.

Damp, dim, and overcast.

These rains washed away the dust of heaven and earth.

Yet at the same time, ordinary cultivators heading for the East Sea seemed to be present as well, though their numbers were few.

More gazes came in the form of incarnations, or certain puppet bodies, concealed behind lofty clouds.

They overlooked the sea below, their gazes inching across the East Sea.

At last, they fixed their eyes upon those ancient Grotto-Heavens drifting throughout the East Sea, upon those mysterious ruins steeped in the weight of ages.

They fell silent, and likewise could not help but catch their breath.

"Just as expected."

No one could summon the true figures seated above the clouds merely by saying a few casual words.

Above these figures in the clouds.

Lay a boundless, ethereal expanse of illusory mist and clouds.

Several dozen figures slowly emerged.

Their gazes reached higher and farther, sweeping Beyond the Heavens, looking toward the East Sea, and toward the Fate Allotment and Tribulation Qi drifting through heaven and earth.

"It