Forging a Treasure in the Past, with the Great Dao as Material and Heaven and Earth as Furnace Fire

"It did not seem to be it. I saw only a glimpse of bygone years."

A voice abruptly sank.

Yet it spoke no further.

Past, present, future.

The river had flowed through countless epochs. When tribulations existed, it existed; when tribulations perished, it remained.

Within the light and shadows of the past, the Immortal Practitioners of the Long River of Time could not see the future.

They had merely been affected by a thread of Heavenly Secrets in the unseen.

They wished to calculate the Heavenly Secrets, to deduce this sudden stir of intuition from within the unseen.

Then, all at once.

The Heavenly Secrets became clear. Within that thread, it appeared that their cultivation was simply insufficient. The danger their intuition had sensed was merely a minor Tribulation Cycle.

On this day, an unknown number of Primordial Immortal cultivators began their calculations.

There were also immortals within Daoist Dojos who nodded with a smile and casually performed deductions.

A chess piece fell, and the situation became clear.

This faint anomaly in the unseen was merely the arrival of a minor Tribulation Cycle.

Every Divination, every deduction, every chessboard, every strand of Heavenly Secrets and Cause and Effect—all gave the same answer.

Within that stretch of past years where Lu Qing was.

Someone also raised their eyes to observe the azure heavens.

The old diviner's expression changed again and again. He formed calculations with his fingers, then overturned them and calculated anew.

He was far from Lu Qing's location, still within Encounter Immortal City.

Yet when he once more calculated the Heavenly Secrets of that peerless prodigy.

An omen of vicious death immediately emerged from Chaos?

"Strange, strange! Such a peerless prodigy is clearly an unprecedentedly gifted seed. How could there be an omen of emptiness and death? Great calamity,