Even though Lu Qing had now chosen the first Divination, he did not devote all his focus to the modest gains manifested by it.
Instead, he carefully pondered the mysteries of this Fortune-Slaying Sword.
All manner of scenes appeared within his mind. The Fortune-Slaying Sword naturally severed Fate Allotment.
Lu Qing had previously gained an insight and wanted to incorporate a measure of Karmic Affinity into it, because compared to Fate Allotment, Karmic Affinity seemed to possess certain unique possibilities.
If the two could merge, then this sword move would undoubtedly become the strongest move currently in Lu Qing's hands.
Not to mention that beneath the Tribulation, the Heavenly Secrets were hazy and shifting, while Celestial Star Destiny descended in grandeur. Naturally, Lu Qing would not underestimate the path of Providence.
Especially in such a Great Era, the two words Providence might become all the more apparent.
Even if he himself had no use for great fortune, he still had to guard against others giving rise to Tribulation Qi, their souls clouded as they sought to oppose him.
It was still necessary to gain a deeper understanding of the path of Providence.
As countless thoughts evolved within Lu Qing's mind,
a thread of sword light gradually gathered in the depths of his eyes.
This thread of sword light was neither like frost-cold sword light, deep as an abyss and vast as a sea, nor like the deathly stillness of autumn winds rustling as all things mourned. On the contrary, it carried a measure of vitality—lush, vigorous, brimming with life.
It was like the first breath of spring returning to the earth and coaxing sprouts from the soil, and like the faint glimmer of dawn when ice and snow melted and shattered through the frozen shell.
Vitality—vitality everywhere.
That thread of