After an unknown amount of time, Xu Xuanhu awoke from the darkness.
The Great Leiyin Temple still loomed, but the Black Mountain Demon perched upon the Lotus Platform appeared frighteningly emaciated, with deeply sunken eye sockets, and only scattered green ghost fires flickered intermittently.
"You..." Even though Xu Xuanhu knew this person was the world's top master, seeing his current state, he couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion.
Actually, he was born unaware of good and evil. But his father taught him to have empathy.
"I didn't expect the Black Mountain Demon would produce a kind-hearted person. Heavenly Dao knows no good or evil; you're wrong to behave this way," the Black Mountain Demon said faintly.
"Isn't Heavenly Dao supposed to embrace everything? If it can't even embrace kindness, then it's not Heavenly Dao," Xu Xuanhu retorted.
