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It was over. When Gu Ping initially enveloped all the escapees under a massive Light Cutting Formation, the war finally came to an end.
The most severe losses were undoubtedly suffered by Worldly Affairs and the academy. As for the subsequent impact on the Heaven and Earth Dao Demon Clan, it remained unknown whether Feiyuxuzong was affected.
Mu Yangxu and Ying Zhu had a fierce confrontation. Bu Luo, being young and vigorous, sought to surpass Ying Zhu in recovery, which was undoubtedly true. Gasping did not completely leave that Old Man behind.
From his throne, Ying Zheng looked sternly at Gu Ping. After a long moment, he managed to squeeze out a serious smile, which seemed to suggest that he often smiled at others.
I am an outstanding young man; he has taken on a disciple. If I were a descendant of the Qin Empire's Ying Clan, I could probably lead the empire into the Human Emperor Era.
In truth, I also knew that the Human Emperor Era was gone forever. Did I not? Gu Ping's praise for Ying Zheng brought no joy; instead, it pointed out that deep down, Ying Zheng still harbored a glimmer of hope. Since that secret technique had spread throughout the world, everything had begun to develop in an unknown direction. Bu Luo could be certain that anyone seeking unification would inevitably face resistance from all Easterners.
I really don't know whether I should thank him or hate him.
Ying Zheng shook his head. He understood that Gu Ping was speaking the truth. The Great Qin Ying Clan had been dormant for many years; they might still harbor ambitions to contend for Tiandong. Gu Ping's obstruction not only hindered Feiyuxuzong's ambition for unifying Tiandong but also posed a significant challenge to Sky East Dao Gate's aspirations to dominate the three realms.
For anyone seeking to unify the three realms, the sooner the war came, the more advantageous it would be for themselves. The longer it dragged on, even farmers without weapons could rise up in rebellion.
Ultimately, Gu Ping blocked every individual who sought to prove themselves before Dao Zun, creating what seemed like an insurmountable barrier in Tiandong.
Bu Luo had finally weathered that crisis. Gu Ping thought to himself that Jie Donglai had sought too much; he hoped to prolong the war indefinitely through the Great Qin Empire. Once he was confident enough to take that first step, the war belonging to Celestial would come to a complete end.
Master, why didn’t you bring Light Daoist with you?
The Light Path was indeed a contentious issue; its emergence could easily lead to misunderstandings. The Light Path and the Qiankun Dao were fundamentally different.
Upon reflection, Gu Ping felt a surge of heat, as if Yin Tianheng had pointed out something significant. The Light Path might be seen as a taboo by several Daoist Sects, and no one wished to see a powerful Light Path rise. If the Light Path were to participate in that war, it would undoubtedly provide an excuse for several Daoist Sects to unite against Gu Ping.
Sometimes, what appeared to be righteous might not be so; Bu Luo often found this to be the case.
In that war, Gu Ping was the one who led everyone to raise the banner of rebellion. "I don't deny it," he thought. The Light Path's influence was comparable to that of Bu Luo and the Great Qin Ying Clan, not much different from Qiankun Dao, perhaps even slightly weaker.
The greatest difference between the Light Path and Qiankun Dao lay in the fact that although there were many demon clans within Qiankun Dao, it still respected humanity. Furthermore, Qiankun Dao had split from ancient Daoist Sects and belonged to the same era as the Primordial Dao Sect. Tracing back its roots, Qiankun Dao could also be considered one of the Daoist Orthodoxies. Therefore, if Qiankun Dao intervened, it would not lead to misunderstandings; however, the Light Path would provide an excuse for several Daoist Sects to unite against it.
Whether it was Infinite Path or Limitless Path, or even Worldly Affairs, all had once aspired to unify Tiandong at their peak but had never succeeded in doing so among the Daoist Sects.
Regardless of who sought to unify Tiandong, they would inevitably find themselves at odds with the Easterners or other Daoist Sects. The closer one got to power, the more resistance they would face.
Unity and chaos were two conflicting ideologies that clashed until reaching a critical point where one side's power could completely annihilate the other.
Undoubtedly, Tai Xu Dao was closest to power at that moment. Thus, many who did not wish for others to stand above them inevitably stepped forward, and more people would continue to do so.
"Well then, that's how it is with the academy."
Reflecting on Ying Zheng's sentiments, Ren Shixing shook his head slightly. From their perspective, what they saw might not necessarily be true; what they deemed beneficial might not be so in reality. Instead, Yin Tianheng's words alongside Jie Donglai's remarks left everyone deep in thought.
The Worldly Sage took steps forward while retreating; preserving oneself did not mean one could not act decisively. A clever maneuver could ignite the flames of war across Tiandong. Yet after that moment passed, no matter how fiercely it burned, it could not consume Worldly Affairs itself. At the same time, stepping out of everyone's sight allowed for too many hidden actions to unfold in secrecy.
That time, the academy had to painfully cut off its left and right arms. To him, it seemed more like a piece of rotten flesh that needed to be excised; if not, it would bring disaster upon the entire body.
Looking closely, Bu Luo had indeed paid some price, but at least he managed to preserve the foundation. Jie Donglai and the Xuanqing Academy could do little to help; they parted ways this month, not knowing when they would meet again, yet he could only bid farewell with tears.
Ren Shixing's legs longed for a touch, but his face had already aged. No matter when, he always felt that face was not so clear anymore.
That old man seemed never to feel tired. From the moment Yin Tianheng's name entered the ears of the cultivators, that old man moved forward with determination.
Not taking a single step back.
He bore the weight of the entire academy, as if he were shouldering the fate of every person in the World of Mortals.
The academy entrusted him with its legs; those Old Men did the most correct thing. The future of the academy was bright.
Casually sheathing the World-Shattering Sword, Yin Tianheng led Gu Ping and the others to Azure Dragon Ridge. He initially gazed at Chengdao Peak, where that seemingly insignificant figure stood.
Yin Tianheng had never said that many feelings and many people could not be compared.
He knew that his Shizhi took himself as an example and gradually reached great heights. However, human strength has its limits; with Fortune supporting him, he could reach such heights in heaven. Yet Ren Shixing had nothing.
He stood at the Summit overlooking the world like an evergreen tree. Ren Shixing was the one who had fought through thorns and hardships to reach that peak in the past.
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