"Within these hundreds of millions of miles, there are only several hundred thousand immortals at most. Besides, this is war—casualties are unavoidable. Even if every living being died out, there would not be the slightest karmic backlash." The cold-faced man looked at Mo Xiachen and spoke with a faint, inscrutable smile.
Mo Xiachen remained silent. War was also a fundamental law, something permitted beneath the Heavenly Dao. Wherever there were living beings, there would be disputes; where there were disputes, war was inevitable. And the deaths and injuries in war were permitted by both the Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao. No matter how many living beings died in such a war, the Heavenly Dao would never intervene.
War, too, was a law!
"Besides, who exactly are you? Why is the Gate of Myriad Wonders in your hands?"
The cold-faced man's expression gradually changed, and a trace of greed could not help but flow into his eyes. The Gate of Myriad Wonders was among the very finest of all innate treasures. Ordinary immortals, even Po Kong immortals, knew only of the existence of innate treasures, calling them innate supreme treasures—supreme artifacts born of heaven and earth.
In truth, innate treasures also had ranks. The weakest were only comparable to fruition immortal artifacts, while only the strongest could truly be called supreme treasures. They were immensely useful even to the Lords of Eternity. The Gate of Myriad Wonders in Mo Xiachen's hand was one of the strongest innate treasures in the Heavenly Realm, wholly deserving of the title of supreme treasure.
Though this cold-faced man served beneath Ethereal Star Palace, one of the Heavenly Realm's six great sacred lands, even a Lord of Eternity would make a move to seize such an innate treasure. No matter how steady his resolve, he