Thus, the cycle of reincarnation disintegrated, and Jiang Chen awoke from his state transcending the river of time and space.
Then, the awakened Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head, looking behind himself. There was nothing behind him, but Jiang Chen was not looking at the present, but at his former self.
Looking back at the past, Jiang Chen's gaze suddenly deepened, and the myriad events of the past whisked by before his eyes, like flowers glimpsed from horseback.
Among his three lives, the past was constant and easiest to grasp—a look back was all it took to see it.
The present, however, was changing incessantly, elusive, demanding considerable energy to capture.
As for the future, it was far too nebulous, filled with endless variables. Every choice made now could spawn innumerable futures, rendering the future almost impossible to fathom, to try to grasp one's own future was unimaginably hard.
