"Reincarnation may lie above it, but its position is special. The order of heaven and earth has yet to become clear. To set heaven and earth completely back into proper order will require tremendous resolve."
A hidden voice carried a glimmer of abyssal chill.
As the stirrings of reincarnation grew ever clearer, old monsters hidden behind watching eyes began to harbor killing intent.
Becoming a Dao Lord did not mean one could truly take control of reincarnation.
For the present Nether Sea was, in the end, still in disorder!
Back when the Ancient Nine Nether had been thrown into turmoil, the order of reincarnation had collapsed.
Of its laws, only one or two fragments remained to this day.
Beyond heaven and earth, how many old monsters still lingered on in wretched existence, unwilling to enter reincarnation!
Heaven's condemnation hung above them, and they hid away from it.
Heaven's condemnation was merciless and without desire, yet many old monsters had naturally devised all manner of divine arts and methods to evade tribulations.
The Demonic Path alone possessed longevity-extending methods, while Heaven's Will had never eradicated the fate of the Demonic Path. Clearly, even Heaven's condemnation left behind a single thread of life.
If they could seize that thread of life, then nothing else mattered.
But if reincarnation had a Dao Lord within it, things would be different.
Reincarnation would establish laws and clarify proper order.
That meant every disorderly distinction of yin and yang would return to its proper track.
Whether that man could take control of reincarnation and command the Nether Sea of this age—
Those undying old things might not be willing to allow it.
Sure enough.
At such a moment.
Strands of sinister, icy radiance surged forth, vague and shifting.
They pierced straight through the mist of the