Tian Yin was silent. Xiao Zheng’s words he naturally understood. In the past, countless new forces like Sky Net had risen, attempting to break the circle established by Martial Arts Unity, but none of them succeeded without exception. So forces were even stronger than Sky Net now, but they still failed.
He slowly looked up, his gaze towards Xiao Zheng carrying a hint of sharpness and coldness.
"So, you think you represent justice?"
"What?" Xiao Zheng frowned slightly, listening carefully: "Justice? No, no, no, you are the justice, at least for now you still are. Today I can walk through this gate, not because I represent anyone, but because I am strong enough..."
He spoke two sentences, then a sudden commotion and exclamations were heard outside the hall. Xiao Zheng paused to listen, glanced back, nodded, seemingly confirming sothing, and then turned again, looking at Tian Yin with a gentle gaze.
"Master seems to not quite understand... But I think you should understand." He shook his head and walked up onto the high platform.
"In this world, what decides justice or correctness? It’s numbers." Xiao Zheng walked and gave the answer.
"The so-called correctness can be mass-produced, as long as you can gather enough people to support you. As long as you make people believe that killing is correct, or say there are enough people supporting you, then killing is correct."
"The minority abide by the majority, this is a detestable inequality. But it must be said, possessing the majority ans you can grasp the correctness, you can define the correctness, even mass-produce the correctness. And the minority?"
Xiao Zheng stood in front of Tian Yin, calmly looking at him, speaking calmly.
"The minority becos wrong, defined as wrong by the majority."
Tian Yin’s facial muscles twitched, his face turning unsightly, looking at Xiao Zheng’s calm eyes, speechless.
"So in this matter, at least for now, Master, you still represent correctness or justice, while Sky Net and I are still wrong and evil."
"But do you know, what’s laughable in this world is that it’s often not so-called justice defeating evil, it’s evil defeating justice."
Listening to that indifferent tone, Tian Yin’s heart sank to the bottom. The rules that the world operates by have been seen through by Xiao Zheng. What he can think of now is no longer confusion.
"But your thods are ultimately wrong, you shouldn’t have killed so many people, with this you’ll never beco right, even if you defeat us."
Xiao Zheng looked at him, eyes calm, not answering. After a mont, his gaze glanced outside Jingxin Hall, saying: "This world is cruel... bring them up."
Tian Yin’s brow furrowed, Xiao Zheng’s tone didn’t seem to be speaking with him, he instinctively followed Xiao Zheng’s gaze, in the sweltering early sumr afternoon breeze, feeling a coldness as if in the severe winter.
Row after row of Huaxia Martial Arts sect leaders were pressed into Jingxin Hall, following behind them were three emotionless and indifferent Killing Gods, including Long Qie.
With a glance, Tian Yin’s face suddenly changed dramatically. These Huaxia Grandmasters, simply bound together by chains, everyone had their abilities wasted, so even had broken hands or feet, needing the support of others to step over the high threshold of Jingxin Hall.
"You!" Tian Yin abruptly turned, glaring at Xiao Zheng: "A Martial Artist has dignity! Humiliating them like this, aren’t you afraid others might treat your descendants the sa way in the future?!"
Xiao Zheng looked at Tian Yin coldly.
"Master Tian Yin, what’s your issue."
"You..."
Xiao Zheng stared at him, coldly tilting his head: "At the basic origin of this world, there’s a cause if there’s an effect. They dared to ally with Beidao Guang to destroy my Sky Net, kill my subordinates, harm my family and friends. Given this, naturally I’ll repay them in their own coin. Master Tian Yin, do you think I am wrong?"
"You want to show a bit of rcy, not humiliate them? Before I troubled them, they aligned to ruin my foundation and kill my family. Now I demand their debt, and you tell to show a bigger picture?"
"If they did the deed, I trust they were prepared ntally for this day to co."
"Sa goes for you, Master Tian Yin. Do you think I am chatting with you? Do you think I am reasoning with you? No, I just want to tell you why you fail, but after saying so? Will it change anything?"
"Nothing will change, you will die, the Great Sound Buddha Sect will fall, even the Buddha Master hiding behind you will die just the sa. So now tell , why should I care if they will retaliate?"
Tian Yin’s face grew somber, tightly pressing his lips, looking at Xiao Zheng with a glint of killing intent passing by.
"It seems you truly are a pest that cannot be left alive."
Xiao Zheng smiled, assessing the stern-looking monk before him, pointed towards the crowd inside Jingxin Hall: "Kill them for !"
"No!"
Swish!
With just one order, the eyes of Long Qie and the other two by the crowd radiated fierce killing intent, Gang Qi whirled, blades flashed wildly, within an instant, heads flew, blood spurted out, staining the once serene Buddhist ground with splatters!
Tian Yin’s eyes turned red, with an angry roar, erupting with full montum comparable to Late Stage Martial Saint, he lunged fiercely at Xiao Zheng!
Xiao Zheng sneered, sidestepped Tian Yin’s recklessly lost pounce, then kicked his left waist, blasting him away.
Tian Yin landed from the high platform, rolling a few tis on the ground before stopping, blood spraying in the air, with the cold silhouette of the youth walking over.
"Xiao Zheng—"
Tian Yin roared again, his right hand employing the Nianhua Finger fiercely aiming at Xiao Zheng’s head!
Milky white light, Tian Yin at this mont, with threatening and tidal montum surged towards Xiao Zheng, just seeing the finger glow skyrocketed, the white aura instantaneously turned from dim to bright, sweeping horizontally towards Xiao Zheng’s waist!
Xiao Zheng’s body didn’t stop, allowing that finger glow to sweep across, with blazing eyes looking at Tian Yin, he shouted lightly: "Tai Xuan!"
Clang!
An ancient sword of boundless desolation was drawn by Xiao Zheng from void, the mont it unsheathed, the sword light soared, instantly slicing through the air, the sound of sword shadow intimidation roared like a mighty sea, echoed with a thunderous crash, seeing that white aura finger glow collapse under the ancient sword’s light!
The finger glow destroyed, Tian Yin’s face suddenly turned pale, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood!
Xiao Zheng with a harshly stern face, walked to Tian Yin’s front, crouching down coldly looking at him, with that ancient sword radiating intense chilling light against his throat.
"Master Tian Yin, I believe you understand by now."
With that said, he didn’t look at Tian Yin’s expression, his wrist moved upwards, about to slit the neck artery of this ruling Divine Monk of the Buddha Sect!
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