Cultivators placed considerable importance on karmic ties.
But not entirely. Cultivation of Immortality meant contending with the heavens for the Dao, so sometimes, if one did not fight, one would be crushed into dust by the heavens.
Zu Liming had no inherited master, and no one knew he practiced Cultivation of Immortality. So when it came to slaughtering a million people, he was utterly decisive. Once he made up his mind, he seized those captives and slaves and directly used them to supply the Blood Pool with blood.
If it had been Chen Mo, he absolutely would not have done such a thing.
Having people fight one another, or competing for opportunities and the like, was nothing much. But asking him to slaughter a million Ordinary People? Beat him to death, and he still would not do it. Once such a thing was done, when one finally achieved something, even the Heavenly Dao would not tolerate it.
Clashing head-on with others and competing for opportunities was not a problem, and the karmic entanglements were not significant. But casually slaughtering a million people was something only the Demonic Path and other crooked paths would do. Naturally, those who did such things would not come to a good end.
As Chen Mo watched Zu Liming's memories, he shook his head as well. After being trapped in the Underground Space for a thousand years and soaking in the Blood Pool, all the opportunities and wealth in the end became his wedding dress. It could be said that this, too, was a manifestation of karma.
Thus, he quietly sighed to himself that he must never do anything too harmful to the way of heaven in the future.
If there were entanglements, grudges, or bonds, he could act and destroy their souls. But if one