"Phew."
Meng Chuan looked down at the River of Time and let out a breath, suppressing the emotions surging in his heart.
"Reverse space-time and descend into the past," Meng Chuan murmured. Then he abruptly sat down, though he made no move to enter the River of Time yet.
Hum!
A hum sounded within the light enveloping Meng Chuan—eight times in succession.
Eight Light Wheels appeared behind Meng Chuan. The eight cycles—Dao Yi, Yin and Yang, Divine Talent, Myriad Manifestations, Five Elements, Bloodline, Daode, and Lingbao—manifested there.
"I stood in the present while in the past and refined the Daode Wheel and Daode Dao Fruit. Today, I stand in the past while in the present..."
As Meng Chuan murmured, the eight cycles shook violently, drawing on the energies in the River of Time below through an unseen connection.
He had long since worked out how to form the ninth cycle, the Primordial Beginning Wheel that represented the past. He simply had not met the conditions needed to refine it.
Meng Chuan had tried to travel upstream along the River of Time by his own power, returning to bygone years to refine the Primordial Beginning Wheel, but every attempt had failed.
Now the Chat Group had brought him to this unfathomable place, where he stood in the space-time of the true past. He was trying again.
For a time, visions crowded the sphere of light around Meng Chuan: living beings reincarnated, the Great Dao evolved, and the Three Pure Ones created the heavens, dwelt in the world, and brought about its destruction.
The eight cycles shone. Their positions shifted slightly, and they unified into the Great Unified Eight Paths of Reincarnation. Boundless divine might erupted, as though striking at some unseen barrier.
Yet something peculiar happened. No matter how violently the