After returning to the Profound Bright Church, Gao Xian first went to see Daoist Lord Xuanyang.
It did not matter how many he killed on Night Demon Island. They were all heterodox Demon Race members and had nothing to do with Ming Province. Yuan Tianyi was different. Even if he had attacked Lu Xuanji and colluded with Demonic Cultivators, he was still, in the end, from one of Ming Province's thirty-six prefectures.
Yuan Tianyi had handled this boundary very well. He did evil, certainly, but he would not openly oppose the Profound Bright Church, much less openly join the demon sects.
Since Gao Xian had killed Yuan Tianyi, he had to report it to Daoist Lord Xuanyang, both by sentiment and by reason.
Daoist Lord Xuanyang did not pay much attention to it. What concerned him was the sect's legacy and the human race's legacy. That was precisely why he did not think much of Yuan Tianyi colluding with Yuan Wuxian.
When the great calamity of heaven and earth arrived, some people were bound to betray, some would flee, and some would resist to the death.
The human race had always been like this. Some pressed forward, some remained neutral, and some retreated. No one knew what the future held, and no one could be certain which choice was right.
From his position, he had to permit many different choices and preserve the hope of humanity's legacy to the greatest extent possible. As for the internal strife brought about by those choices, it was something that could never be avoided.
Internal strife itself was, in fact, a choice. Whoever was stronger would survive. That was all.
Daoist Lord Xuanyang would not care that Yuan Tianyi had colluded with Demonic Cultivators. By the same token, he would not care that Gao