A cultivator's heart was extremely important, because it affected one's thoughts, one's will, and one's cultivation. It was both vital and crucial.
Thus, cultivators had to cultivate not only their own power, but also their hearts. It was the same for people.
The gods all lowered their heads, not daring to move. After waiting for quite some time without hearing Taishang Laojun speak, they grew even more uneasy, terrified that he might suddenly roar something that would scare them to death.
Yet they did not dare raise their heads to look at Taishang Laojun. They could only wait with their heads bowed.
Taishang Laojun looked at the immortals below and smiled. "Everyone, the Heavenly Court is still in a dangerous situation, so I hope that all immortals of the Heavenly Court can unite sincerely and resist the demons together. I hope we can temporarily cast aside our grudges and our respective stances. Only by driving the demons out of the Three Realms can we achieve peace."
Taishang Laojun's gentle voice rang out and spread throughout the entire High Heaven Hall.
The gods were all stunned when they heard this, their eyes filled with confusion. Was that Taishang Laojun's voice?
But upon listening more closely, it truly was Taishang Laojun's voice, which only made them more bewildered. What was going on?
Hadn't Taishang Laojun been furious just moments ago? How had he suddenly become so gentle?
"Everyone, lift your heads. Don't keep them lowered—you all look so dispirited. We are of the Heavenly Court, the guardian gods of the Three Realms. No matter what hardships we face, we should remain high-spirited and confront them bravely. When disaster strikes, our duty is to use our bodies to keep the storm outside the gates, so that the living beings of the Three Realms