Tai Yi knew that the Heavenly Being had sent cultivators to Central Continent; in fact, he had first heard of it from the old Daoist.
Later, he learned the other side of the story from Zhishou.
Heavenly Dao had intended to develop the path of divine abilities, but that had drawn the Heavenly Beings to Central Continent to spread their teachings.
Yet he hadn't expected there to be more to it.
"The path of Dharma Forms and the ghost-type divine abilities don't belong to this world!"
Heavenly Dao spoke abruptly, shocking Tai Yi once again.
"I observed the cultivators from both sides fighting. Whether it was Dharma Forms or ghost-type divine abilities, their appearance was far too abrupt. Those two kinds of power were utterly incompatible with the world of Central Continent."
He was the gathering of Central Continent, born from all living beings and all things, but ultimately, he came from Central Continent.
If those two forces felt incompatible to him, then there truly was something wrong.
"So I had my suspicions back then. There must be someone behind those two fools, and most likely, they were manipulated by the person pulling the strings."
The mysterious man floated in midair, speaking slowly with what seemed like mockery on his face.
"So you, as Heavenly Dao, foolishly took mortal form?"
Heavenly Dao met his gaze with an impassive expression. Only then did he reply calmly, "If I didn't take mortal form myself, I couldn't use a body of flesh and blood to work out the path of cultivation that came after."
"If I hadn't taken mortal form, I wouldn't have died so easily, and I couldn't have drawn you out."
Heavenly Dao spoke at length, as if he weren't talking about his own life and death.
The mysterious man's old