Chu Qing sighed with feeling.
This Dao lineage was truly strange; it was no good for those who came later.
Yet, from a certain perspective, it was exceedingly friendly to the beings who forged the Dao lineage.
Take the Nirvana Dao as an example. Each era, this Dao lineage released 120,000 portions of authority. Those were absolutely not all of the lineage's permissions.
They should have been only one-third of its permissions, perhaps even less.
Only then could the creators of the Dao lineage hold absolute control over it.
No matter how outstanding later generations were, they would merely become nourishment for the Dao lineage.
Even if, in a certain era, some later successor possessed heaven-defying talent and wished to rebel using the authority in their hands, they would be ruthlessly suppressed.
This path of Dao lineages did not suit him.
If cultivation in the future truly required Dao lineages, then he would only forge a new Dao lineage himself rather than join one and become someone else's nourishment.
The Female Outsider beside him thought the same.
On the contrary, the black-robed beings had spent too long muddling through the Chaos Sea, and they no longer rejected Dao lineages.
When they learned that the tree-like structure within their bodies was a Dao lineage, they no longer spoke of killing the Nirvana Dao and remaking heaven and earth.
In their hearts:
If they did not join the Nirvana Dao, then they would have to join a forbidden zone or some other Dao lineage organization.
A black-robed being said gloomily, "In the Chaos Sea, those without a Dao lineage cannot survive."
The other black-robed beings nodded one after another. "That's right. That is exactly how it is."
Chu Qing shook his head. "Dao lineages may be good, but they are ultimately external