Dao Master Ji Cang could not help feeling waves of fear in his heart. He had not intended to kill anyone; he had merely been suppressed for far too long and desperately wanted to stretch his strength.
But the instant he pinched Emperor Zhao He, a sudden surge of ferocity welled up in his heart, and he had struck the killing blow before he knew it!
Only after crushing Emperor Zhao He did he regain consciousness.
If it had been an ordinary person, killing him would have meant nothing more than taking a life. But Emperor Zhao He was, at the very least, a Lord of Great Dao. With some nurturing, he could still have crossed weapons with the old monsters of the Other Shore.
At worst, he could have served as a scapegoat.
Yet he had now killed him unconsciously. Dao Master Ji Cang immediately sensed that something was wrong.
He had never cultivated the Great Daos of Calamity Fortune, slaughter, or karma. In the early days of the Other Shore, when they had first come into contact with the Heavenly Realm, everyone had chosen to cultivate the easier Great Daos. Very few had cultivated the Innate Nine Daos.
That was because these Great Daos were simply too difficult to cultivate. Achieving anything in them was incomparably hard. Take Taiyi Dao Lord, for example. Even now, he was still merely a Great Dao Lord. The famous figures of his generation had long since become Lords of Great Dao—and had been killed by Hua, Lin, and Luo—yet he remained a Great Dao Lord, with hardly any progress.
In that era, the easier a Great Dao was to cultivate, the greater one's achievements could be. After achieving greatness, one could seize a high position in the Other Shore, control resources and