"... fate... weak... they should be honoured..."
"This is how it is supposed... the rule of nature..."
"Yes... How can they call us immoral? We... everything we could for the sake of gaining more power. Is that not what walking the profound path is?"
"To hell with them! Once we have power... they will be the first to ask for 'alliances' and 'truces', the hypocritical bastards."
"Of course, we have done nothing wrong. Have those cultivators who call themselves righteous not killed any chicken for the sake of filling their stomach? Have they not taken any lives for their own benefit? How is what we are doing any different?"
Yun Lei was experiencing a splitting headache so severe that he was practically rendered immobile. Strange images flashed before his eyes as words he had never heard before began flooding his mind. As he fell deeper and deeper into that abyss of unconsciousness, those flashes got clearer and clearer.
