Ziwei Heavenly Dao was good in every way, except perhaps a little too benevolent.
It spent time and effort nurturing so many outstanding talents, yet never put them to use. Instead, it willingly sent them to the higher realms. As long as its children could live better lives, it was content.
At first, Chen Yi could not understand such behavior, but after spending a long time together, he gradually grew used to it.
It was also precisely because of Ziwei Heavenly Dao's selflessness and gentleness that he lowered his guard, willing to communicate with it as an equal. He had even dared to risk Tribulation Transcendence to cooperate with it in attempting to reopen the Immortal Dao.
Had it been any other domineering Heavenly Dao, Chen Yi would never have been so tolerant. If the Heavenly Dao was forceful, then he would only be even more forceful—he might even refine it on the spot!
So when faced with such a soft and benevolent Heavenly Dao, Chen Yi truly found it difficult to act too overbearing. If his attitude was even slightly harsh, it would hide away in grievance and sulk. Yet if he was not harsh, it always liked pulling saintly little stunts.
What was he supposed to do?
He could not possibly have just killed over half the children it had painstakingly raised, while it was grieving, then turn around and force it to do something it did not want to do, could he?
Would that not leave it sad for quite some time?
He still had to appeal to its emotions and reason with it.
With that thought, Chen Yi lowered his gaze to the five sleeping Primordial Spirits in his palm and let out a faint sigh.
"Alas, they have already been tainted by the aura of