Inside the Great Clarity Palace.
"Alas, a clash of Daos, a clash of Daos!" Laozi, who was refining pills, suddenly shook his head. His voice was full of helplessness, with a faint trace of sorrow.
Yuanshi's Dao was to uphold Heaven's will and obey its mandate. Thus, he regarded those favored by the Heavenly Dao as worthy, and those it despised as inferior.
Tongtian's Dao was to teach without discrimination and seize a slender thread of life from Heaven and Earth. Thus, he was not strict in accepting disciples and turned almost no one away. Most who entered his tutelage were despised by the Heavenly Dao. Even if they were safe for the moment, danger would inevitably await them in the future, and what Tongtian sought to do was help these disciples find a thread of survival.
Thus, Tongtian loved his disciples, while Yuanshi loathed them. With both of them living on Mount Kunlun, seeing one another day in and day out, conflict was naturally unavoidable.
Could it be... after countless tens of thousands of years as brothers, the time has truly come for us to part? Laozi thought, reluctant to let go.
Everyone said the Supreme One was without feeling, but that lack of feeling was directed toward all living beings. Each had their own fate and karmic ties. If he felt for them, he would inevitably intervene and influence them, and whether that would bring them fortune or disaster was impossible to know. Thus, the Supreme One's lack of feeling was itself compassion. At the very least, when it came to his two brothers, Laozi... truly could not bear to part with them!
Turning toward Chaos, Laozi thought, May we brothers... still be brothers when the Immeasurable Calamity arrives. Alas!
Then he turned back, closed his eyes, and