Bei Feng stood not far away, his mood heavy.
Is it wrong for humans to kill Demonic Beasts? And is it wrong for Demonic Beasts to kill humans? Do they deserve their death?
Bei Feng looked at the scene before him, his thoughts heavy.
Humans are not wrong, and neither are the Demonic Beasts. The fault lies in that one is too weak, and was unable to control their own destiny. I do not pursue right or wrong, only freedom!
Bei Feng seemed to have been lost in his thoughts for hundreds of years, but it'd only been an instant in reality.
Now that his thoughts had been sorted out, the mist in his heart disappeared. Even his aura began to change slightly.
His sleeves fluttered lightly as he rode the wind.
My Martial Dao Will has grown stronger by a large degree. If it was likened to a seed in the past, that seed has now germinated.