A mass of Dao light unfolded the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. The Principles of Law and the River of Time cycled within it.
With every passing second, the ball of light seemed to change a little.
Within its dazzling glow was an exceedingly faint, almost invisible human outline.
"What is that?" Yaoyao asked.
"A Dao Fruit," Meng Chuan replied.
Behind him, the Nine Cycles of Reincarnation appeared one by one. Six Paths formed the foundation, while three others rose beyond them, forming a cycle of their own.
Within the first two of those three cycles, the faint projections of living beings could be seen holding them in place.
Only the third was empty.
"A Dao Fruit..." Yaoyao stared at the ball of light and the Nine Cycles of Reincarnation manifested behind Meng Chuan. Her heart trembled, yet she felt drawn toward them.
To cast herself into reincarnation would be supreme bliss.
"That Dao Fruit still seems a long way from taking shape?"
It was obvious enough for anyone to see.
Meng Chuan nodded. "It still needs a few things before it can take shape."
Time, for instance. Understanding, too, along with Meng Chuan's comprehension of origins and all things.
Meng Chuan had descended into the Sacred Ruins era in his True Body. Unlike the Primordial Beginning Body, he had not sent a Dao Fruit into this era.
He now existed in this world under the name Ling. When the Lingbao Dao Fruit came into being, it would inherit everything that belonged to Ling.
As for Meng Chuan himself, he would leave no karmic ties behind, just like the Primordial Beginning Body. Only Immortal Emperor Shi Hao knew the difference between Meng Chuan and the Primordial Beginning Body.
Meng Chuan could not send the Lingbao Dao Fruit into the future the