This process should have been just as silent and unnoticed.
Yet after the Primordial Era Dao Lord's dojo manifested within the starry sky this time, ripples arose, and they surfaced within the Heavenly Secrets as well.
The great tide that had slowly rolled in through the years was truly earth-shaking.
But compared to that, the gazes cast down by the Heavenly Net Chessboard before them were equally shocking.
One could not know the depth of a mountain while standing outside it. Ordinary cultivators might not sense the vastness and boundlessness of those threads of gazes.
Yet cultivators with spiritual perception all wore grave expressions.
Looking toward the Auspicious Cloud and treasure radiance, someone drew a soft breath. "Even those in the heavens are going to interfere with the mortal realm. Such an opportunity is truly scalding hot."
As someone hurried along, he was startled by the gazes descending from above. A chill pricked across his back, and his escaping light halted in midair. His steps faltered, and he did not continue transforming into Flying Light toward that place.
"What a terrifying sense of danger. I foresee that if I go there, whether I live or die will be unknown."
After hesitating for a while, the cultivator sensed black clouds and dusky radiance faintly shrouding his Dao Heart. He abruptly turned around.
He no longer continued onward.
But after all, those who could sense danger were few.
Or rather, cultivators whose eyes had been blinded by great opportunities were everywhere.
Lu Qing began deducing the Heavenly Secrets. Heavenly Secrets had always been ever-changing; sometimes, deductions made one incense stick earlier and one incense stick later could reveal utterly opposite Yin-Yang aspects of the Heavenly Secrets because of Variable Fate.
Yet when he deduced them again, the result was still much the