Lu Qing was still able to swiftly recover his former state of mind.
One reason was that he had always been clear on why he had entered this stretch of Primordial Era time.
His own cultivation breakthroughs and comprehension of reincarnation were what mattered most.
And these magnificent, turbulent lives of cultivation in the Primordial Era—
They had always been other people's paths of cultivation, other people's lives of cause and effect.
Recklessly interfering in them might not be what the Heavenly Secrets ordained.
Much less now, when he stood within the vortex of time itself. Tugging at a single thread would bring countless further twists and turns.
But the cultivators who truly lived at the beginning of the Primordial Era—
Could not settle their minds and return to their former cultivation states.
Even cultivators within secluded Cultivation Caves emerged because a sudden sense of unease had leapt up from their Spirit Platforms.
Unease, pent-up oppression, the stifling heaviness before a mountain storm—all of it weighed upon their hearts.
Until it finally erupted.
Throughout the Nine Heavens, countless cultivators watched as their Dao Hearts shattered and their Spiritual Hearts were clouded with dust.
There were no few who were profoundly shaken.
"What exactly happened?"
"Why did the Venerable leave?"
The cultivators most unsettled and shocked were likely the disciples of the Providence Daoist Lineages belonging to those three great figures.
Human Path, Spirit Path, Divine Path.
The providence of the three paths trembled.
The providence of the Immortal-Demon-Monster three paths was also affected, sending wave after wave of spatial tremors spreading outward.
Even cultivators who did not belong to the Daoist Lineages of those venerable figures felt no relief at being mere bystanders. All of them shared the same dread.
"What happened?"
"Does the Immortal Lord know?"
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