A strand of ethereal Dao melody emanated from the jade leaf, permeating Lu Qingshan's Primordial Spirit, the Dao sounds were faint, seemingly far beyond the sky yet as though near at his ear.
In an instant, Lu Qingshan completely immersed himself in this realm of Dao, this was a legacy of Divine Skills from the millennia-old spiritual tree, mysterious and infinite, yet unpredictable in divine emergence.
In the end, whether a Cultivator would comprehend anything, or what kind of Divine Foresight he could comprehend, was all uncertain, totally depending on one's own fate.
For him, having touched upon Causality True Intent long ago, this sound of the Dao chimes seemed to carry a different significance, much like celestial music, intoxicating and mesmerizing.
A clear essence poured over him from crown to toe, running through his entire body, making the previously obscure mysteries suddenly somewhat clearer.