After their friendly conversation, Qin Yang felt that was enough. The Prefect Lord had also set down the burden on his mind and seemed far more at ease.
The Prefect Lord did not think there was anything wrong with Qin Yang tearing into him. Everyone understood it in their hearts.
What they were about to do could lead to a total loss with the slightest misstep. Even if they won by luck, they might still pay a terrible price.
That was why Qin Yang had to say it.
What everyone was doing looked the same, and their apparent goal was to thoroughly destroy the Heavenly Emperor Tai Yi.
Yet that goal could only rank second to last.
Their ultimate goals, however, were all different. Their starting points differed, so naturally, their methods would differ as well, as would their understanding of what price was acceptable.
Just like before, the Prefect Lord had stirred up so many matters. After discovering that he could not accomplish them in the current era, he had relied on his immortality and indestructibility to turn his gaze toward the next era.
But an exchange that top-tier players could summarize in a few sentences would become heaven and earth collapsing for anyone below that level.
If the World of the Dead had not appeared, then aside from the Prefect Lord, everyone else would have become the price.
The Dao Sect's God of Slaughter, Qin Kun under the Prefect Lord's command, quite a few of the Twelve Human Teachers, and so on...
All of them would have been that price.
Although seeking a balance for all ages meant that even the highest price would be a disadvantage in the present and a benefit for all ages to come, it still had to be done no matter what.
But