"Self-Transmutation!"
"Myriad-Era Self-Transmutation!"
"Self-Transmutation... reincarnation!"
Once again drawing upon the Desolate Heaven Emperor's immortal blood, Li Qingyue unleashed her Reincarnation Art.
Hum!
Her body trembled, enveloped in the boundless power of the river of time.
Resplendent, undying obsessions broke free of their shells like peerless immortal swords, tearing open the space-time river and taking their places above it.
One obsession arose, and ten thousand thoughts were born.
At that moment, Li Qingyue seemed to become myriad figures, roaming above the space-time river.
She did not venture into the Immortal Ancient Era, nor into the Chaotic Ancient Era, Mythic Era, Primordial Era, or any other age.
Instead, all her obsessions remained in Desolate Antiquity, wandering through every wave of space-time.
She saw the Mountain Village that had once been destroyed, saw Older Brother, and saw the arrival of the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin.
She also saw the Mountain Village that had sheltered her and Older Brother, and the people of the Feathered Divine Dynasty arriving to take him away.
She even saw Older Brother cultivating relentlessly, setting foot in the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains, and sacrificing his blood to the Immortal Ascension Cauldron until only an empty husk remained.
"Reincarnation!"
"God-Crossing!"
Within that stretch of space-time, Li Qingyue's myriad figures manifested reincarnation once again, granting universal salvation to the traces Older Brother had left behind and turning them into strands of remnant soul imprints.
"Return!"
At that moment, Li Qingyue seemed to become the center of the entire space-time river. Countless figures approached from every direction, treading across space-time.
Every one of those figures looked exactly like Li Qingyue.
An epoch with every step, a world with every stride-they strolled above the space-time river like supreme Immortal Kings.
Hum!
When the myriad figures gathered before Li Qingyue, they began merging continuously.