When Lin Tingzhi heard that Luo Zhong was willing to cooperate, a thread of doubt in his heart was temporarily dispelled. He then asked what consequences would arise if someone within Celestial Xia cultivated the Chaos Dao, and how it could be accurately contained.
Hearing this, Luo Zhong thought, I wandered Origin Xia for so long and exhausted every effort before finding only a handful of disciples. Yet even so, only two have reached the Primordial Spirit realm to this day. Without the impetus of my Black Mirror treasure and my constant guidance, whether they could have attained their present cultivation was far from certain.
Even he himself constantly felt himself veering off course during cultivation. Had he not captured those false bodies of Daoist Qiuquan, achieving what he had today would have been almost impossible.
Thus, he shook his head and said, "Lin Tingzhi, your side truly thinks too highly of those who cultivate the Chaos Dao. This path demands exceptionally high aptitude. Otherwise, one cannot even comprehend the Dao methods, so how could one cultivate them? And those who can understand the Dao methods cannot hold fast to their own minds either; they will surely be led astray by the transformations of chaos.
"Luo dares say that without me and the treasure in my hand, not a single person on your side could cultivate the Chaos Dao to completion. The overwhelming majority would only become chaos monsters."
His words carried confidence and pride, but he had every right to speak so. At present, he truly was the only chaos cultivator who had risen from the bottom to great heights.
He continued, "These people do not become chaos monsters without reason. Only when there are enough chaos monsters and enough chaos aura can they provide the true cultivators of