These rumbling currents of fate allotment seemed as though they had been refined by someone else.
And the trace of Dao-Seeking Hall energy flow that Lu Qing sensed became increasingly distinct.
Previously, under Lu Qing's Divine Sense, the Dao-Seeking Hall's energy flow had been like the moon's reflection and swaying flowers beneath the water's surface, carrying a hazy, indistinct feeling.
Now, it was like a pearl once covered in dust, polished clean to reveal its smooth, jade-white luster.
That was precisely the situation now.
This Great Dao stretched across the sky.
It was the Immortal Path.
Lu Qing looked toward that Great Dao.
Since ancient times, how many figures had set foot upon this path?
For longevity, for obsessions, for freedom in one's cultivation, or perhaps for fame and profit...
The Dao Hearts of countless cultivators across the ages were reflected upon this great road.
Vaguely, countless Great Dao heavens and earths rose and fell within it.
It was like another Long River of Time. Every spray within that river might contain an entire great age of cultivation, an entire cultivation world.
And so it was with this Immortal Path Great Dao displayed before the eyes of the world.
The heavens, earths, and myriad beings of countless cultivators had not yet fully and truly manifested in this world.
Thus, they were merely shadows drifting within it, moving with the waves of the Great Dao.
But if they truly manifested, the final trace of unreality in this Great Dao would likely be utterly erased.
It would leave behind its own mark completely within the Nine Heavens Cultivation Realm.
It would be branded into heaven, earth, and all living beings, becoming the law by which all creatures entered the Immortal Path of cultivation.
All beings beneath heaven who cultivated because they sensed