And all of this emerged from the turning point that came afterward.
They divined the heavenly secrets. Amid countless surging destinies, a wisp of mist drifted faintly in and out of sight.
The most crucial part remained impossible to see through.
Vaguely, they could also sense something being conveyed from each Long River of Time.
It made their expressions turn grave as well.
For this meant that in the years to come,
a truly extraordinary figure had likely appeared.
Yet they had no time to spare for anything else. The years ahead were far too distant.
The Dao tribulation before them was what they needed to face.
No one could predict when this Dao tribulation would arrive, or in what form it would come.
But now, after more than two hundred years had passed, some celestial signs and heavenly secrets that had once been muddled within the calamity
revealed, in their eyes, faint threads of karmic destiny.
This was why they had been watching this world all along, seeking the karma within this tribulation aura.
Where there was cause, there was effect; and where there was cause and effect, there would surely be a turn toward life.
The light and shadows of the Long River of Time surged mightily. Amid the misty spray, large and small halos could be seen, refracting a radiance like divine light.
Within the river of time, outsiders who wished to glimpse the heavenly secrets
could see only the most common mists of time and chaotic seasons.
Yet in the eyes of the young cultivator walking through these years,
an exceedingly faint, firework-like gleam flowed above the river. It suddenly streaked down into the river, like a meteor briefly appearing in the heavens.
These fiery streams of light appeared one after another without cease, making this