In Wu Zhou, within an oasis blessed by Huai Emperor.
Yin Saint Devil Lord and Ye Kang sat facing each other. Yin Saint Devil Lord taught tirelessly, while Ye Kang listened attentively from beginning to end.
"The greatest difference between a martial artist and a Mortal lies in how they use qi. Only qi can fully develop the Origin that humans are born with. The martial techniques and divine abilities martial artists wield are merely imitations of the Origin. Perhaps you've heard that demons are born with Bloodline Divine Abilities and can grow stronger without cultivating. But if that's so, why is the Human Race still the one that rules this world?"
Yin Saint Devil Lord raised his head, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Ye Kang pondered for a moment, then said, "Demons rely on their innate gifts and trust only the power of natural growth. They don't truly develop their own talents."
"Correct." Yin Saint Devil Lord smiled in satisfaction.
"The Human Race's greatest gift is its boundless imagination. Only this gift allows the Human Race to break the shackles of heaven and earth, unleash its Origin Power, and thereby gain tremendous strength. That is what martial artists and the martial path are all about."
"But these are all just martial artists—martial artists who have yet to reach He Dao. At the He Dao level, you've already left the martial path behind. Dao Marks become the source of all your power."
As he spoke, Yin Saint Devil Lord reached out and conjured a black spirit fish and a white one. They circled in his palm, forming a Yin-Yang design like ink wash.
"Only by mastering Dao Marks can you transcend heaven and earth and earn the right to gaze higher."
"Higher..." Ye Kang murmured.