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Rumble!

Nie Yun's voice carried the vibrations of the Immortal Sound Master Talent. He laid out in detail his understanding of the Dao and his insights into cultivation, his words exploding in everyone's ears like enlightenment poured over their heads, deafening and awakening.

"Yes, there is no such thing as the one most correct path in this world!"

"How can one move forward without encountering setbacks? As long as you possess a heart that presses bravely onward, you can advance all the way, hacking through thorns and briars!"

"If you doubt yourself over the slightest setback, you will never achieve the Great Dao!"

"Hold fast to your Original Heart. Even if you are wrong, you can still carve out a sky of your own!"

The discussions grew louder and louder, and everyone's eyes shone brighter and brighter.

"If you can hold fast to your Original Heart and see your path clearly, your future will be boundless. You may pass!" Seeing that the young man before him had not only refuted his words but also awakened the people who had fallen into confusion, the Confucian scholar stroked his beard, smiled, nodded, and stepped aside.

"Let us pass? Without fighting?" Nie Yun was taken aback.

"The battle has already ended. I lost!" The Confucian scholar smiled, utterly unembarrassed by his defeat, as calm as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze.

"Thank you for yielding, Senior!" Nie Yun had not expected this exchange to be nothing more than a conversation. Secretly relieved, he led the others onward.

Though he called it relief, it was actually because his Dao Heart had become firm. Had it been before entering Myriad Realms Mountain, those bewitching words would certainly have shaken him, made him question whether persevering to the end was right or wrong.

However, after refining