(The essence of man is the sum of all social relations.)
Hearing the Block Person's words, Taiyin's expression darkened, and he clenched his fists.
Yet even though Supreme Dao Laws filled the air and his fingers and palm contained boundless power enough to shatter a starry sky, they could not affect the indestructible body in his palm in the slightest.
Instead, the bones in his own hand made a strange sound, as though they had struck immortal metal.
The reason he had lost his composure was that he suddenly realized he truly seemed somewhat different now.
Beneath his gloomy expression, he examined himself inwardly.
It was as though all the dust had been swept away.
After his body and Primordial Spirit had collapsed and he had been on the verge of death, then reassembled and recovered, the five great Secret Realms within him appeared incomparably clear, while his blood and qi were as pure as moonlight.
His reassembled Primordial Spirit was like a lofty, immaculate moon, hanging high above the Immortal Platform Secret Realm.
The entire Immortal Platform Secret Realm was like a bright mirror freed from the shackles of karma, reflecting the Myriad Heavens' Laws and every thought circulating within his Primordial Spirit.
He clearly sensed the bloodthirsty killing intent and appetite he had felt when devouring the flesh, blood, and Primordial Spirits of the five Supremes; the brief satisfaction after consuming them, followed by emptiness; the rage and confusion brought about by his sudden brush with death...
Every emotion and thought was clearly reflected within his Primordial Spirit, rolling about like precious pearls.
He could perceive those emotions, yet he was not controlled by them.
As he recalled the past, all the rage, greed, bloodlust, and other negative emotions from those memories emerged upon the mirror-like Immortal Platform.