God of Heavenly Destruction's answer made Li Xuanmiao think of many possibilities, and he also began to form guesses about the Heavenly Dao itself.
The two fell silent, each lost in thought.
The enormous Red Pavilion continued onward, the mysterious spine-armor beneath the building appearing and vanishing in the clouds and mist, while a low, muffled breathing like dull thunder could be faintly heard.
"Enough. Don't overthink it. You're already an immortal god; you shouldn't look at problems from a mortal's perspective anymore. Excessive pity will only hurt you. The Heavenly Court has heavenly laws. Once you've stayed in the Heavenly Court long enough, you'll understand that everything you're worrying about now is meaningless."
God of Heavenly Destruction spoke. Though his immortal rank was one step lower than Li Xuanmiao's, the two of them had already grown very close, and in private, Li Xuanmiao did not need him to be too restrained.
Li Xuanmiao nodded and said, "Perhaps I really do need to change my mindset."
That was what he said, but in his heart, he was filled with dissatisfaction toward the immortal gods.
The reason he had followed Gu An was precisely because, at first, he had believed Gu An to be an immortal god. Later, when true immortal gods appeared, he felt those immortal gods were different from what he had imagined. The one truly protecting all living beings was Gu An. After coming to the Heavenly Court, he had once harbored a trace of fantasy as well. He had hoped that the Heavenly Court's interior cherished the common people, and that it was only heavenly will that could not be passed down. Yet the truth was not so.
Within the Heavenly Court, let alone cherishing mortal spirits, if he did not take the initiative to speak, there