A great Dao of Reincarnation seemed to be but a single path before one, yet since ancient times, how many cultivators had stepped onto it?
The river before him might not contain every practitioner of the Dao of Reincarnation throughout the ages.
Yet it far surpassed the cultivation of a single Dao of Reincarnation.
Perhaps it was because the Dao Rhyme here was too abundant, too unique.
Lu Qing had visited the Nether Sea twice.
Once by chance, and once by borrowing the might of heaven and earth, the power of time.
In the fleeting ease of breaking free, he had glimpsed a corner of it.
It had been a pure sensation of absolute Voidness Dao. Reincarnation was simply Reincarnation.
It allowed no other aura to remain.
But the Reincarnation River here was different.
The phenomena manifested by the Dao Rhyme of Reincarnation came in a thousand, a hundred varieties.
The only constant was the Dao Rhyme of Reincarnation, the true intent of Reincarnation.
The phenomena differed, but the true intent within the Dao Rhyme remained unchanged through the ages.
What appeared before Lu Qing were the years of cultivators in the Purple Light Realm who had comprehended the Dao of Reincarnation.
Beginning with the most recent one.
The power of time surged forth, fate drifted, and the aura of Reincarnation reflected in his eyes.
One method could lead to ten thousand methods; through one Dao, one could glimpse ten thousand Daos.
After so many years of cultivation, Lu Qing's eyes had long since evolved a special divine ability.
Or perhaps, once his cultivation had reached a certain level, he had already cultivated numerous Great Daos. The obscure parts of other Daos were no longer difficult for him.
The practitioners within this Reincarnation River differed in their paths and their