From Lu Qing's perspective, these True Spirits had shed their pasts, their Dao Rhymes, and their own cultivation.
Other than retaining a wisp of True Spirit, they were faintly similar to seekers of the Dao returning to dissolution.
Yet they could ultimately still preserve a True Spirit, without having to become like those seekers of the Dao.
To seek the Dao was to search for the road ahead. Naturally, one had to stake everything on a single throw and give it one's all. How could there be room for reservations, compromises, or leaving oneself a way out?
These True Spirits drifted through heaven and earth, only to be drawn into this Nether Domain by chance and trapped within it.
Lu Qing saw the incompleteness of this Reincarnation.
Whether it was the Reincarnation of the Lesser Thousand Heavens or the Great Thousand World, no matter what form it took in the eyes of their countless living beings, it ultimately had to flow into the Nether Sea.
The Nether Sea's Reincarnation connected countless Great Eras and countless years.
Yet the Reincarnation here carried a trace of the Primordial Era's aura.
"If that is so, then it is no wonder these True Spirits have lingered here without entering Reincarnation. Day after day, with the years shining down each day like the Great Sun, they can only turn from dewdrops into misty clouds."
And in the end, even the clouds and mist would scatter without a trace.
"Still, this Nether Domain's Reincarnation is not as mysterious as the Nether Sea."
"Someone must have seen this Nether Domain and entered it before. That is why Possession here has become so excessive."
Heaven's Will hung high above. Having been tainted by the aura of Reincarnation before emerging once more—could that perhaps count as reincarnating into a