The very purpose of Dao discussion had always been to reflect one's true heart.
No matter who engaged in Dao discussion or Dharma combat, a wavering Dao Heart was a fatal weakness.
Yet the cultivators watching showed little reaction.
After all, where there was one, there would be a second.
They had seen too many scenes of Dao discussions on the arenas within the Dao Discussion Cloudmist Realm.
Thus, they no longer found them particularly shocking.
Though they were all Heaven's Pride, there were clearly differences even among heavenly prodigies.
The three thousand heavenly prodigies were ranked high, middle, and low. Placed within the vast Nine Heavens, their numbers were no more conspicuous than a drop of water in the sea.
But by now, the many Rogue Cultivators and cultivators of other paths gathered here could naturally gain some understanding of these prodigies' backgrounds.
"The world is vast, yet one's place lies within one's own heart. The Dao is not measured by the breadth of heaven and earth. To lose oneself over this would be to betray that True Intent."
Another heavenly prodigy stepped forward. Seeing this scene, he spoke softly.
He had also discerned some of what was happening.
The world was vast, and there were notions of great forms and great momentum.
Judging from outward form and momentum, a great river indeed crushed a mountain brook. Yet if one constantly compared one's Great Dao to that of others, then one's own Great Dao would likewise unknowingly stray down the wrong path.
That was not advisable.
This heavenly prodigy spoke with some regret.
Only the faintest ripple stirred in his eyes.
Yet this was merely one small reflection among the many Dao Debate Cloudsmoke Terraces.
They discussed the Dao here—regarding their own Great Dao, the Great Dao of others,