At their level of cultivation, every one of them was exceptionally steadfast. Whether their own Dao was right or wrong, they held to it with absolute conviction and firmly believed it was correct.
It was like two people drilling into opposite ends of a bull's horn meeting face-to-face. They had completely different understandings of the same question, and it was precisely these differing insights that created the differences in each person's Dao. A hundred flowers blooming together—that was exactly what it meant.
Unless one person's Dao was vastly stronger than another's, there was simply no way to truly convince the other.
Yet truth became clearer through debate. Onlookers could comprehend things belonging to themselves from two entirely different Daos; even the two sides themselves could gain insights from each other's Dao. Stones from other hills could polish jade. It did not mean they were abandoning their own Dao, only that they would absorb more things to perfect it.
The auras around the two grew increasingly powerful, faintly blotting out all light. When Celestial Realm masters discussed the Dao, even heaven and earth changed color. All kinds of phenomena manifested behind them, fully condensing the Great Dao they understood.
They competed against one another, neither willing to concede!
Just as the clash between the two reached a white-hot stage, Ding Butong, who had been watching from the side, finally made his move. Several hundred Great Dao Laws instantly swept forth from his body like a ferocious dragon, and the moment he acted, he pressed down both of their Daos.
This did not mean the two men's Daos were wrong. It was simply clear that Ding Butong was a notch stronger than both of them.
The Daos of three Celestial Realm masters, along with several Half-step Celestial Realm Late Stage masters, collided