Outside the hall, the night was pitch-black, and snow blanketed the mountains.
Inside the hall, the atmosphere was oppressive and murderous.
Mu Bai stood alone at the entrance, his presence intimidating.
"Sir, as far as I know, your Kaiyuan Dao Sect has never lacked bloodthirsty people!"
Someone suppressed the fear in their heart and said, "Some kill to seize fortuitous opportunities and treasures, some kill over petty disputes, some kill because they disagree with others, and some even kill indiscriminately according to their own whims!"
"This junior dares to ask: since you uphold the path of black and white, good and evil, why do you not turn your blade upon your own sect?"
Those words echoed through the hall.
Everyone looked at Mu Bai.
They were not trying to debate black and white, good and evil. They merely wanted to find sufficient reason to make Mu Bai stop.
Yet all this piqued Su Yi's interest.
What was a Dao Heart?
It was what one held fast to. It included both the heart that sought the Dao and one's principles of conduct.
Mu Bai's expression remained calm as he answered without hesitation, "Right and wrong, good and evil, are determined by people and differ from person to person. Slaughter and battle occur in this world day and night, at every moment, but..."
His gaze swept across the crowd as he said coldly, "Is wantonly slaughtering the innocent truly the act of a genuine powerhouse?"
"How laughable."
A Blue Shirt Man who looked like a young man said, "Which sect or great faction in this world has not slaughtered innocents? In their fights and battles, they destroy cities and ravage lands at the slightest move, dragging the living beings of entire cities into calamity and turning them into departed souls. Has nothing