The Sword Immortal's voice echoed through the palace, gentle yet carrying the indifference of the Heavenly Dao.
This was not an emphasis on anything, but a statement of the natural laws that existed within certain heavens and earths. Only those who followed natural laws in remaking the world could endure for long.
Any existence that violated natural laws was destined to perish swiftly.
"These..."
"But, I know all this too..."
"The principle of fairness between heaven and earth that you spoke of..."
Yuan's voice unconsciously choked up. It was exceedingly rare for a quasi-Emperor to lose control of his emotions so thoroughly. Infinite sorrow filled his voice. "But this is not the Immortal Sect and its citizens."
"The Immortal Sect values benefits, but it is not wholly about benefits. We did not come together merely for profit!"
"Beyond benefits, emotions and ideals are equally important!"
Yuan looked at the Youth in Green Robes before him, his eyes faintly red. "Jiang Ding!"
"You and I are living beings of the same era!"
"At most, I am only a little over ten thousand years older than you. Compared to our present lifespans, that is practically the same as being childhood friends. From a mortal perspective, we are only a few months apart in age."
"Now, in this era, you are my only remaining peer. Lu, Cheng Zhen, and the other outstanding geniuses and heroes of the Immortal Sect are all excellent, but they are not our peers. There is a deep divide between us, a divide brought by time. No one can overcome it. The years I once lived through are years they have never experienced."
"I thought you should be someone like me."
"No matter what we have experienced, how powerful we are, or what paths we walk, our cores are