This disturbance had yet to reach them; only a faint ripple had appeared.
Yet it stirred the tides of cultivation within Lu Qing's heart.
Barring any surprises, Lu Qing was about to truly witness a powerhouse of time.
They all spoke of sailing upstream through the Long River of Time. Lu Qing could now do the same.
Yet the approaching figure was so unrestrained, so domineering. Before its aura had even revealed itself, it had already stirred the fluctuations of heaven, earth, and time. This was not the path Lu Qing walked.
Clearly, the arrival harbored ill intent.
At the very least, it had come to this age from the future, intending to alter some piece of history.
And at this moment, what historical event still needed changing?
In an instant, Lu Qing realized what it was.
"On the Human Emperor's path to enlightenment, he would face Dao enemies."
Lu Qing had originally believed that the Human Emperor's Dao enemies would be peerless talents and heaven-blessed prodigies of his own generation.
Or perhaps veteran powerhouses.
Yet he had never expected a future powerhouse to forcibly cross the Long River of Time and descend into this era.
This was entirely different from Lu Qing using a Dao marker to arrive in the ancient ages.
A Dao marker had a beginning and an end.
It also possessed a certain latent divine ability. Upon reaching a particular point in time, it would return.
It would not remain in this sea of cultivation through time.
But bringing one's true body across time was different.
At the very least, every movement would endure far greater—and far more terrifying—forces of time along the way.
Who could it be?
Lu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.
He drew in his mind.
His aura became almost nonexistent.
Even his