Lu Yang was curious, but a chill also crept into his heart.
The Yelü Family elder and the Red-bearded Elder—each time one of them fulfilled their mission, it seemed to mean they would lose their life.
Though those two already had little time left to live, fulfilling their mission in this way still sent a chill through Lu Yang.
Of course, Lu Yang wasn't one of those sour, self-righteous people who demanded perfection from others and loved to stand on the moral high ground, pointing fingers.
He knew full well that in this world, achieving any goal came at a price.
If you wanted to slay demons and vanquish evil, you had to pay the price.
The lives of the two elders, Yelü and Tuoba, were that price. The priceless Golden Sun Cave Heaven was, too.
No one could topple a demon lord and cleanse the world with a few righteous words.
What people called righteousness, fairness, and stability had all been won by certain people with swords and blades, with blood and tears.
Before criticizing the Celestial Venerable of Eternal Heaven for being cold-blooded, you had to think of a better solution than his.
Unfortunately, so far, that Celestial Venerable's plan had already done as much as possible to minimize the losses.
Still, though he understood all this, whenever he thought that before long—perhaps tomorrow, perhaps in the very next moment—the two mighty figures before him might give their lives for that goal, Lu Yang couldn't help but feel a touch of desolation.
"The righteous path of the human world is forged through vicissitudes!" Lu Yang's thoughts surged, and the words slipped out.
In his previous life, everyone knew that famous line left behind by the great man, but Lu Yang had never truly grasped its meaning.
Only now