"The strong get stronger, the weak get weaker. My Dao is that the weaklings are used by the strong."
"So what if strong? So what if weak? Didn't you also walk over step by step from being a weakling? You're better than spirit medicines in that you reincarnated better than them."
"What a joke! This emperor is extraordinarily talented. Back then, I slaughtered my way out with my strength alone too, becoming the Heavenspan World's legend. How can I be the same as ants?"
"So what? No matter how strong you are, you can't escape this Heavenspan World's cage either! Moreover, in terms of talent, what do you count for in front of this Ye?"
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The two people chimed in one after another, neither able to convince the other.
Being able to tread out one's own Great Dao, how firm were their minds? How could they be swayed because of a word from others?
