After reaching the Saint realm, one viewed everything lightly.
Everyone naturally had their own karmic fate.
A peerless monster like Ye Xiu naturally had his own path. There was no need to interfere; they could simply wait and see.
To meddle with another's fate at will was to bear their karma.
The stronger one was, the more reverence one held for the Great Dao.
The weaker one was, the more ignorant one became.
Only true powerhouses knew the vastness of the Great Dao and the boundlessness of heaven and earth. Before the Great Dao, before heaven and earth, they maintained the reverence they ought to have.
Only frogs at the bottom of a well who knew nothing at all shouted all day about defying heaven and uttered such laughable words as trampling the way of heaven beneath their feet.
This was easy enough to understand.
When a Golden Core cultivator shouted about defying heaven, a Mahayana cultivator would merely smile faintly at his ignorance.
When a Mahayana cultivator shouted about defying heaven, even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal would laugh at his ignorance.
The Dao had no end. There would always be someone watching you from the shadows and laughing at you.
Therefore, the stronger the powerhouse, the more reverence they held for the Great Dao, and the more wary they were of fate and karma.
A monster like Ye Xiu naturally had his own singular, unique fate.
If they rashly intervened, they would only bring fire upon themselves.
This great manhunt officially began.
Faced with the pursuit of the entire Origin Continent, Ye Xiu was not only unafraid, but carefree and outrageously arrogant.
With one man, one sword, and one jug of wine, he roamed all across the Origin Continent.
Every place he passed was littered with the corpses