"What are we doing?" Fan Wubing asked. He was a bit nervous, finally about to grasp the entirety of the cage of destiny.
Si Jiuyou said,
"Become eternal."
"What?"
Si Jiuyou's face showed no expression. But this didn't reflect her inner world; she mostly maintained a blank expression,
"The Destiny Dao believes that if the Great Thousand Worlds are not managed, they will inevitably descend into utter chaos and disorder, culminating in a great extinction. I can't estimate how long until this extinction—perhaps a billion years, maybe ten billion, or a hundred billion. These enormous numbers, to the Destiny Dao, are merely the distance from one wall of a room to another.
"Thus, it seeks to choose an 'eternal' to maintain the Great Thousand Worlds. Simply put, it seeks to appoint a Heavenly Dao for the Great Thousand Worlds."
In Fan Wubing's eternal eyes, the starry sky was reflected, not listening to the heavens but absorbing the silent sounds of all things,
