"Thinking back, this little friend possessed outstanding talent, yet his Dao heart was bewitched. What a pity. Sparing his life could have allowed him to set an immortal path example for the Great World Heaven and Earth and its myriad spirits."
An Immortal Lord sighed softly. "Yet in the end, his rapidly swelling strength clouded his mind. It is difficult to become an immortal."
The many immortals nodded as if it were only natural. They used their bodies to suppress the Great World Source, planning for the eternal future of Heaven and Earth and the myriad spirits. Naturally, the Immortal Lord could say such things.
They had now seen through it completely. Leaving the Five Elements Dao Ancestor in the Great Age brought no benefit whatsoever; even the human race had utterly abandoned him.
"The vision of realm lifeforms is ultimately limited." An immortal frowned. "Once one becomes immortal, the Dao heart becomes unshakable and can no longer be turned around, just like Shi Rongxian that year."
"Realm cultivators are selfish by nature; this is acknowledged throughout the Great Age." An elder immortal spoke coldly. "That year, this old one wished to take the lead in gathering immortal power to suppress this man, but the Ten Thousand Clans were too forceful. Weighing gains and losses, looking ahead and behind, we did not unleash the power to slay immortals."
Upon saying this, quite a few immortals cast sidelong glances. It was true enough—this immortal friend had been exceptionally radical back then, though his proposal had been rejected.
Now that the Myriad Race Immortals of the Three Thousand Great Worlds had fallen, the endless quarrels of the past had instead vanished. Their actions had become remarkably decisive and swift, which was rather strange.
At this moment, endless Immortal Words were also engraved