On a jade platform, a figure flicked his whisk, and an expansive golden incarnation barrier spread out, descending over the entirety of the Nine Heavens.
"That fellow Daoist still has compassion in his heart."
Other figures stirred as they noticed that curtain of golden light.
Clearly, they understood that he was preventing the aftershocks of the battle from sweeping through the Nine Heavens.
Heaven and earth were tough and profound; even if they perished, heaven and earth would remain unharmed. He was merely protecting the living beings within this world.
There were great powers with compassion in their hearts, but not many.
Some were indifferent to the changes of heaven, earth, and all living things. Heaven and earth had always been here, while living beings had passed through countless cycles of reincarnation.
Even if they had begun with compassion in their hearts,
after looking down upon seas turning into mulberry fields for untold ages, their Dao hearts had gradually become stained with the lofty remoteness of heaven's will.
Others held compassion in their hearts and saw emotion in grass, trees, and all living beings.
Different Dao hearts led to different pursuits, yet given the current situation, the fact that they could maintain a fragile balance here also indirectly illustrated certain truths.
The Immortal Path revered the Dao following nature, which was why the fortune of the Demonic Path was suppressed so severely.
As the two paths fought, quite a few watched from the sidelines, though none would casually interfere.
Yet the current situation was somewhat complicated.
Normally, when a fellow cultivator was targeted, even if they did not know where that person came from, they would still wish to establish some goodwill.
But this time, if the one acting had been an old monster, that would have been one thing.