"What you say makes sense, fellow Daoist." Another figure spoke.
Perhaps knowing the temperament of the one who had spoken, he remained unmoved. After voicing his agreement, he slowly said, "The forbidden grounds are full of strange and treacherous things, while the Long River holds the most mysteries. Even ancient secrets cannot be seen through by beings such as us."
"This variable may stir waves in the river. That would be one thing, but if someone intervenes, I fear there will be no shortage in this present age of those who turn back the clock, regain their youth, and return anew."
Interesting.
As Lu Qing listened, he had previously considered what discussions of a grand game like the chessboard might be like, but nothing compared to witnessing this scene firsthand.
Those who returned anew.
The meaning of those words was blunt enough.
Moreover, wisps of spatial ripples were emerging nearby. Before they could fully take shape, an even more intangible force suppressed them.
He understood. Matters of heaven's secrets were originally not to be spoken of, yet once one reached a certain level of cultivation, one could reveal all the secrets of heaven to anyone they met.
The wording might have been somewhat exaggerated, but Lu Qing himself could feel a lightness he had never known before. It was as though he had stepped out from the Heavenly Net Chessboard before him and gained a thread of destiny of his own.
Then, in places still more formless and boundless, might there also be a destiny?
Beyond that destiny, perhaps, lay transcendence beyond Longevity.
Lu Qing also understood whom rebirth, returning anew, and regaining one's youth referred to.
They were none other than old monsters like Void Ground.
Yet compared to the old monsters of Void Ground, those gazes concealed within