From the bottom of his heart, Lingxiao certainly did not wish for Dao Ancestor Hongjun to become detached and emotionless, to completely turn into a spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao and lose himself.
Yet there was truly no other way.
It was not that "the greater tide could not be changed," but that Dao Ancestor Hongjun was right: the Primordial World had always been flawed, and after suffering the devastating blows of the Ferocious Beast Tribulation and the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the world's origin had been silently draining away.
This loss was not something he could make up for merely by establishing several layers of order;
Only by having Dao Ancestor Hongjun merge himself with the Dao and preside over the core of the Heavenly Dao could Heaven-Earth Ancestor be stabilized and the basic functioning of the Primordial World's heaven and earth be maintained!
To put it another way, it was like a world-destroying flood breaking out. Lingxiao's efforts to perfect the order of heaven and earth were like endlessly piling sandbags along the riverbank—somewhat effective, yet ultimately treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.
As the loss of the world's origin worsened, the flood would only grow more violent. No matter how high the sandbags were piled, they might all be swept away in an instant, reducing all previous effort to nothing.
But Dao Ancestor Hongjun merging himself with the Dao was like building an impregnable new dike behind a crumbling dam.
Perhaps that dike could not hold back the flood forever either, but it could at least win the Primordial World countless Yuanhuis of breathing room.
For now, this was an unsolvable predicament.
Perhaps only when the Primordial World rose to a higher level in the future and all the gaps in heaven and earth were mended could