Such commotion was not obvious to others, but from where he stood, Lu Qing understood why people said that when one had calculated all heavenly secrets, it could become rather uninteresting.
Because when everything could be known at a glance beforehand, one would instead lose some of one's own Dao Heart judgment regarding cultivation.
Naturally, he could also see the changes in Zhang Yunchuan's fortune.
By now, he could tell that this was another wild child of fortune.
In his eyes, those blessed by the world's fortune, those favored by destiny, children of great fortune, or cultivators with special fate patterns—
One kind was born from the descent of Heaven's will, naturally arising under Heaven's favor.
The other kind, naturally, was the most numerous: those artificially made people of fortune, whose destinies were also most often interfered with.
Yet the boundary between the latter and the former was actually exceedingly blurred.
For perhaps certain powerful figures had not interfered at all. They had merely glimpsed a corner of the future, then, in the endless past before that corner arrived—
Placed a piece in advance.
Such stirring of fate was formless and intangible.
Lu Qing recalled that node of tribulation aura within the earlier fluctuations of fortune.
It seems that, if I have the chance, I should still go beyond the heavens and take a look.
Because now that he thought back on it—
Lu Qing realized that the first time, and also the last time, he had witnessed such a majestic scene of mighty beings making their moves—
Had happened precisely when those variables had not yet begun arriving in rapid succession, when immortals and demons stood irreconcilably opposed, and the fortune of the stars beyond the heavens descended upon the Nine Heavens.
When his cultivation had still been shallow,