After Su Che finished listening to the Yin-Yang Dharma King, his heart was immediately filled with a tumult of emotions.
The arrangements of Mysterious Capital Palace sounded impressive enough, but Su Che always felt that these lofty immortals were raising venomous insects within this world.
Yet what they raised were the foremost outstanding talents. No—those capable of becoming Earth Immortals could not possibly be encompassed by the words "outstanding talents."
Compared to these Dao Seeds, the ordinary folk of the secular world, even the cultivators of the Eastern Sea and elsewhere, were merely background in Mysterious Capital Palace's process of discarding dross and retaining the essence.
Then the Yin-Yang Dharma King gave a cold laugh.
"Do you believe it?"
"Ah?"
Su Che looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King, wondering, Weren't you the one who told me all this?
Besides, whether he believed it or not was not important.
Even if the man said that Mysterious Capital Palace's Earth Immortals spent every day wallowing in debauchery at unrestricted revelries, drunk and dreaming their lives away, and therefore ignored what went on below, Su Che could only listen.
"The foremost sect in this world, with so many Earth Immortals, is simply watching from above?"
The Yin-Yang Dharma King shook his head. "Nurturing Dao Seeds and cultivating True Immortals is merely the inactive side of Mysterious Capital Palace. As for the side where they leave nothing undone, I believe you will soon see it."
"Inaction while leaving nothing undone—only together do they form Mysterious Capital Palace's true face."
Su Che looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King and continued, "Why are all the Dharma-Ending Lords gathered around us?"
As for creatures such as Dharma-Ending Lords, who stood at the Demonic Apex, Su Che regarded them all as the Burning Legion.
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