At this time, the Heavenly Secrets were muddled and obscure, unknowable and unmeasurable. Endless Variable Fates were born from the Heavenly Change, while the fate allotment of the vast stars swept forth like a cascading waterfall.
Those gazes were held fast elsewhere. This was precisely the perfect time.
Yu Youshu strolled through the grand formation, every stroke leisurely yet incomparably composed. Formation light gleamed richly in his hand, and every pattern he laid down seemed born of heaven's craftsmanship. He was writing, yet he was also setting a formation.
The fate allotment of the Profound Heaven Dao Sect was further drawn forth by the earth formation, manifesting into boundless immensity.
Even above that ocean of fate allotment, a vast and majestic bell shadow manifested.
The bell shadow stood upon the ocean of fate allotment like a needle that steadied the sea. No matter how the waves churned and surged toward the heavens, they could never reach within three inches of that bell shadow.
Such a mysterious, dreamlike scene naturally did not escape some people's eyes.
Lu Qing quietly absorbed this Dao Rhyme. The stairways within layer upon layer of formation worlds were endless, yet after receiving this stroke of fortune, his body moved with his heart. Another stairway of ascent began to faintly emerge beneath his feet.
The Great Dao of formations had been walked by predecessors. Those who rigidly followed the paths opened by their predecessors would forever fail to see the Great Dao beneath their own feet.
In cultivation, there was no fixed method—only Variable Fate.
Countless thoughts rumbled through Lu Qing's mind, and he gained his own realization from what he saw.
"This senior is no longer merely setting a formation. He is laying down the Dao. This is not simply a formation. Earth Veins, fate allotment,