Qin Yang stood silently outside the sect, watching quietly.
He had gained something from the very first one, which did surprise him somewhat.
Now he understood that when looking at the bigger picture, he could not apply it to everyone.
This world indeed revolved around deities, but that did not mean everyone was willingly centered around them.
Some powerful figures would serve the Heavenly Emperor with unswerving devotion, regarding the Heavenly Palace as the orthodox ruler of heaven and earth, but other powerful figures harbored different thoughts in their hearts.
Even if they were within the rules of the Un-permittable Realm.
The rules they obeyed and the fixed information binding them only shackled certain ideas; they did not shackle people's hearts.
Qin Yang reflected upon himself and gained some insight. In the eyes of his own people, he was the purest white lotus among white lotuses, yet in his enemies' eyes, he was a black-hearted Demon Head who would stop at nothing.
Matters could be viewed simply, but people could not.
Clearly, Bie Biezi's previous affair had already opened the door to a new world for quite a few people. Things were developing even better than Qin Yang had anticipated.
Qin Yang waited outside this sect for ten days. During those ten days, nothing changed here; everything remained exactly as it had before. He had not even noticed the old man leaving.
Only when he could not resist sneaking in again for another look did he discover that the old man who seemed to still be there was no longer the real body. His true body had left at some unknown time long ago.
Qin Yang felt that he had somewhat underestimated the cultivators of this world. In particular, his judgment of the cultivators within the Un-permittable Realm had been