Yet Lu Qing sensed within it a trace of Six Paths Fate Allotment different from that of the present Nine Heavens.
Such an anomaly.
At once, he thought of the Heavenly Sun Realm.
"It seems this matter will be the first beginning."
The beginning of conflict.
A stirring storm before Heavenly Sun's return.
It would not fall upon Heavenly Sun Mountain.
Instead, it would fall upon Sword-Pillow Blessed Land, one of the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands—a place that likely had not even occurred to many people.
Indeed, if Sword-Pillow Blessed Land's true inheritance had not come knocking on Lu Qing's door,
then amidst the current chaotic Six Paths Fate Allotment, and the vast, boundless Sea of Fate Allotment like an ocean, trying to find a grain of millet in the blue sea
would have given even cultivators of the Heavenly Secrets Path quite a headache.
Of course, for cultivators who took divination and calculation as their Great Dao, though it was troublesome, there was also joy to be found in it.
The Great Dao needed cultivation, and Divine Abilities needed cultivation. If Heavenly Secrets were as calm and flat as water, quite a few cultivators would likely be secretly pulling strings behind the scenes.
Yet in such an Era of Great Contention, with its chaotic Fate Allotment, Heavenly Secrets became obscure. Though that increased the difficulty of cultivation, it also brought forth the greatest opportunities.
Upon seeing one Dao, all else fell to the side.
Once one entered the Heavenly Secrets Dao, its many wondrous arts and Divine Abilities could not be calculated with a casual wave of the hand, nor could Heavenly Secrets be spoken with a mere opening of one's mouth.
The vastness of Heavenly Secrets also carried a certain danger, drawing countless cultivators seeking the Dao to gaze