Chu Mo reached toward Han Yu's chest and scooped out a ball of clear, hazy light-the Heavenly Dao of the world within his body.
"Erode Heaven's Will, and Heaven's Will will erode you..."
He spoke softly, lowering his head to study the faint light. In essence, it was virtually indistinguishable from the Heavenly Dao born naturally in other worlds.
Whenever he tried to assimilate it, his spiritual intuition would sound frantic warnings all the same. Yet this only made him more certain of his earlier conjecture.
Originally, neither Heavenly Dao nor Heaven's Will had existed in this world. The so-called Heavenly Dao had been nothing more than an abstract concept. But the founding patriarch of the Heaven's Will Sect had attained the Dao through the symbol of [Heaven's Will], and afterward, Heavenly Dao had become a concrete existence.
Barring any surprises, Fuli Heaven's Will had been the first Heavenly Dao to come into being. That was why it was more unique and more powerful than the Heavenly Dao of other worlds.
"A Heavenly Venerable emerges from a heavenly domain, yet stands above it?"
Chu Mo pondered this, then stuffed the faint light back into Han Yu's chest. It did not matter that he could not assimilate the Heavenly Dao. Controlling it indirectly through Han Yu still let him savor the thrill of being a Heavenly Dao.
"How should I describe this feeling...?"
He smacked his lips, taking in what he was experiencing.
The myriad aspects of all beings lay within his grasp; heaven and earth turned at his whim. Every change in the world, every development among its living beings, was as clear to him as the lines on his own palm.
Infinite variables all fell beneath Heaven's Will. This was the perspective of the Heavenly Dao.
"Fuli Heaven's Will