Published: January 22, 2025
Qin Chen remained silent, not speaking for a long time.
Were those sect members innocent?
Qin Chen didn't know. At least from the story told by the middle-aged man in the black robe, the fire demon lair, the countless wronged souls in that secret chamber, the truth behind this sect was definitely not as simple as it appeared.
Qin Chen only understood that one shouldn't advise others to do good without experiencing their suffering first.
All evaluations could wait until later; at least he wouldn't judge whether that young man was evil or good.
Good and evil are often just a thought apart; how could they be so easily distinguished?
Qin Chen quietly looked at the middle-aged man in the black robe. The man had his eyes closed and slowly said, “After exterminating the sect, the young man embarked on the path of seeking enlightenment. He disdained everything in the world and sought to attain Dao through killing. With mountains of corpses and seas of blood on his hands, he engaged in all sorts of defiant acts, killing all the hypocritical evildoers in the world. Gradually, his hands became stained with blood.”
“But he didn’t care. He never claimed to be a good person. On the path of seeking Dao, countless people hunted him down, cursed him, and accused him, but everyone who deceived, insulted, or mocked him was killed by him. In the end, he became a legend on this continent.”
“Isn’t it ridiculous?” The middle-aged man in the black robe sneered.
Killing one person is a crime, killing thousands is valor, and killing millions makes one the greatest among the brave!
When a person truly becomes unbeatable in slaughter, they will not be scorned but instead revered, feared, and looked up to.
What a mindset this is!
But such is the nature of the world.
“Later, the young man grew even stronger. He ventured into grander realms and arrived at the boundless cosmic sea. He remained true to his heart, going against the heavens and certifying his Dao through killing. His hands were stained with countless blood, and he was pursued by countless people. Those who hunted him were far from comparable to the ones from that remote continent. Time and again, he found himself on the brink of death, grasped by the God of Death.”
The middle-aged man in the black robe raised his head, his gaze calm. “But even in the most despairing moments, the young man never thought of giving up on life, because in his mind, there were always those four words: Live well!”
Live well! The middle-aged man in the black robe said lightly: “The young man slaughtered his way to Dao, and no one could stop his growth. Many years later, he became invincible in the world, and he learned many secrets of the universe. It turned out that when people die, they don’t simply vanish into thin air; instead, they reincarnate in a place called the underworld.”
“For so many years, the young man practiced madly, continuously growing. Deep inside his heart, he held one dream: to reverse the path of life and death and resurrect his younger sister. But how could that be possible? Even the strongest cannot reverse life and death and bring the dead back to life. But now, the young man found hope.”
“When one dies, they enter the River of the Undead in the underworld, entering a new cycle of reincarnation, either becoming beings of the underworld or reincarnating into a new life.”
“And though the young man's sister was once scattered in soul and spirit, she was a natural path soul body. Once she fell, she would naturally be reborn in the River of the Undead, becoming a spirit in the River, not entering the cycle of reincarnation.”
“So… the young man came!”
“He ventured alone to the legendary underworld, intending to fish his sister out of the River of the Undead and allow her to live again.”
“But the underworld is the place of life and death reincarnation, the dark side of the cosmic sea. In such a place, powerful beings abound, and the River of the Undead is the mother river of the underworld. To forcibly disrupt the operational rules of the underworld and fish for life from it is no easy task,” the middle-aged man in the black robe murmured. “But the young man did not flinch. Countless enemies came after him, yet he remained unfazed. With just one man and one sword, he rampaged through the underworld, defeating countless powerful foes. After much hardship, he finally arrived at the River of the Undead and found his sister's soul, pulling out a trace of her spirit.”