Yet none of this affected Lu Qing.
Here, he was comprehending the intricate methods of all kinds of reincarnation divine abilities.
He also closely observed the fluctuations of fate, watching how those variables arose in accordance with circumstances.
Thus, though he seemed to be quietly observing this great age from the sidelines, his cultivation upon the spiritual dais of his Dao Heart had never once fallen behind.
The painted scroll was likewise being turned over and over in Lu Qing's mind.
The scroll outside was a Dao treasure belonging to a Divine Lord.
It had not perished within along with that Divine Lord.
There had to be some strange, hidden secret within it.
Yet what Lu Qing valued more was this cycle of reincarnation.
From point to plane.
Lu Qing did want to study that painted scroll.
But it was a Dao treasure, and whether it possessed spiritual awareness was difficult to say.
Just as he was here now, though in truth, before entering, Lu Qing had already concealed every trace of his heavenly secrets and fate.
A Divine Lord's methods were indeed vast and unfathomable.
But after a million years of erosion, now that he knew the Dao Tribulation of Attrition still continued...
Such divine abilities would likely be difficult to employ once more.
Moreover, the Divine Lord was not here in person.
So there was no need to worry overly much after disguising and concealing himself. But if Lu Qing wanted to seize that painted-scroll Dao treasure, that would be another matter entirely.
Though he could not study that Dao treasure scroll.
Lu Qing could still tell that the painted scroll before him had drawn upon a portion of that Dao treasure scroll's aura.
In ancient times, there were gu insects known as mother-and-child insects. That painted-scroll Dao