Ripples stirred upon the Long River of Time.
They were too faint to notice.
Yet they were only ripples. Even if they became wave after wave, they could not stop the river's surging, irresistible course.
The Long River of Time had endured from antiquity to the present.
Only when certain gazes descended into the river could they vaguely sense a trace of anomaly.
"This era's Variable Fate Era truly lives up to its name. Even the river has begun to stir; it truly cannot be underestimated."
"Yet if countless variables were to emerge together, would they recreate the glory of the Primordial Era? Or would another great calamity arise?"
"It cannot be seen through."
A voice drifted faintly through the Long River of Time.
Nine Heavens.
Lu Qing returned to his own Daoist dojo.
He looked at his magic treasure.
It was a square, meticulously proportioned Dharma Seal.
Its form was upright, and its Dao Rhyme aura vast and profound. Within it, shadows of the Great Dao could vaguely be seen rising and sinking.
Holding the Dharma Seal, Lu Qing unexpectedly sensed a thread of the majestic authority of law and order.
"Words Become Law—this is already a great Divine Ability, the Great Law Dao."
With only his mind guiding this magic treasure, Lu Qing suddenly discovered that his thoughts had formed an extremely faint connection with the lofty, unfathomable intent of the Heavenly Heart of the Nine Heavens.
This connection was ethereal and elusive, yet Lu Qing's gaze sharpened.
"Since ancient times, Heaven's Will has been said to hang high above. I have encountered the Vermilion Bird's Will, but this Great Realm's Will is different."
It felt exactly the same as the Dao Lu Qing had sensed throughout his cultivation.
The Dao existed here. Others comprehended it, others awakened