"Isn't that just a myth made up? This is just a little folk story."
"Dad, be careful with your words."
Li Ping'an pointed upwards:
"I can think of two possibilities: one is that when the Heavenly Dao reads our memories, it sees this story and thinks it's pretty good, so it crosses over the ages, planning the Daoist Celestial Consecration Tribulation from ancient times."
"The other possibility is that the Divine Enthronement is a script set early by others, subtly influencing the Heavenly Dao, which ultimately chose to execute this script."
Li Dazhi frowned and asked, "Are you saying, the Transcenders..."
"Heaven and earth cycle, repeatedly."
Li Ping'an smirked slightly:
"This is the one thing I can't figure out for now. As long as I find the answer to this question, I can understand the logic behind his actions."
"Thus, perhaps we can find the right remedy to truly break the impasse."
