Cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao were meant to break common sense. An expert slaughtering others of the same rank like dogs, effortlessly exterminating an entire household, was nothing unusual.
The power of divine abilities belonged to the individual. By drawing the Great Dao of heaven and earth into oneself, one became a complete whole, far surpassing the nations and collectives of mortals. For the strong, the Dao suffices, and dharma power arises naturally; they could manifest every aspect of the Great Dao of heaven and earth themselves, possessing infinite possibilities.
By contrast, something like the Money Dao, which emphasized material wealth and bound others through employment and karmic contracts, carried considerable liabilities.
Those hired cultivators would not truly risk their lives, either, unless, like mortal soldiers, their families and friends were held in someone else's hands, creating ties too difficult to sever.
But Li Ling had watched the two Attendants flee with his own eyes. He knew they could not possibly step forward to resist the enemy.
There was no longer any force capable of resisting within this harbor.
Unless another expert remained hidden, wielding a powerful magic treasure.
Even then, they might not be a match for that Foundation Establishment sword cultivator.
The man was exceptionally powerful, outstanding even among his peers. He might also have companions lurking in the shadows rather than be acting recklessly alone.
"A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall. We should either stay inside or leave this city outright."
Li Ling looked at Shang Yuxian and asked earnestly, "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Shang?"
Shang Yuxian sounded surprised. "You wish to leave, Fellow Daoist Li?"
Li Ling said frankly, "Isn't that only natural? I have no desire to get dragged into a fight between your guild and some outlaw expert