These two Immortals were both exceedingly ancient beings.
They had long since cast off the shackles of race and living creatures, sitting and reclining above the clouds. They no longer possessed the emotions of living beings, nor did they consider themselves living beings.
Immortals.
"Eternal and undying," watching the vast storms of the Great World in stillness.
A lifespan of one hundred thousand years was merely the sacrifice and backlash endured by the Immortals of the later myriad races in suppressing the Great World Origin. Having accomplished heaven and earth's grand undertaking, they had in truth long transcended living beings.
The Immortal incarnations who walked abroad were ultimately not their true selves. They still carried the intense emotions of their weaker days: anger, irrationality, fear...
Yet the instant their Immortal Bodies entered the Great World Origin, their Dao Hearts became exceedingly detached. What joy was there in life, what suffering in death?
If one spoke of true ruthlessness, perhaps neither the Immortals of the Supreme Unity Immortal Court era nor those of the Myriad Races Great Slaughter Era had been as ruthless toward themselves as the Immortals of the present era. They temporarily set everything aside and calmly walked into the Return to the Void.
At this moment.
Immortal Venerable Haoyin's aged gaze gradually turned toward Immortal Venerable Zhongji. "If he cannot be saved, then he can only be strangled in the cradle. His growth now will become a great calamity for heaven and earth in the future."
"Our sect's acceptance of him—I do not know whether it is fortune or disaster."
Her voice was low and unhurried, carrying the unique resonance of the years, enough to intoxicate anyone who heard it.
Immortal Venerable Zhongji remained lost in silence and did not respond.
After a long while.
"No matter what,