Meng Chuan had come to understand the reincarnation here. He had no doubts left.
How it worked, the mysteries behind it—he knew them all by heart.
When it came down to it, Meng Chuan's mastery of reincarnation was considerable.
And this was not a complete cycle of reincarnation, but an important node along the Path of Reincarnation.
Immortal Emperor-level power lay hidden in the depths of this node. The Path of Reincarnation had been carved out by human hands.
The abyss that swallowed endless souls was a Reincarnation Passage. But entering it did not mean one was destined to be reborn.
The millstone in the city outside served as a first test for living beings. Vast numbers were ground away; only a tiny few left behind pure spiritual seeds and set foot on this path.
Even after those spiritual seeds, suited to reincarnation, entered the abyss's Reincarnation Passage, there was no telling whether they would succeed.
Too many factors could affect the outcome. This was not a stable cycle of reincarnation.
Yet unstable though it was, it deserved to be called the greatest of creations.
As for the Mental Body that had arrived with a writ just now, he had clearly come through a back door.
The people behind him had paid a price to have the guardian of the Reincarnation Cave make an exception, ensure his rebirth, and arrange a good birth for him.
A powerful constitution, for instance, or supreme talent.
Even reincarnation was not simply a matter of following procedure. Personal connections played their part.
In truth, Meng Chuan could do the same.
All he would need to do was trace someone's spirit back to its source and return it to its innate state. Then he could choose whether they would be nurtured by Heaven and Earth