CHAPTER 454: 287. RIGHT OR WRONG! SOURCE OF LAW! TRUE HERITAGE?

"Daoist Venerable..."

Xuan Yi looked at Su Changqing, his eyes full of disbelief.

The ancestor of Taoism, the absolute powerhouse of the Ancient Great Emperor, actually personally bestowed the power of emptiness upon Su Changqing?

But the other party could be a demonic being!

Shouldn’t Su Changqing be on the opposing side to Taoism?

Xuan Yi fell silent.

He dared not question the Daoist Venerable’s choice, but he couldn’t ignore his own heart.

It seemed like right and wrong were first becoming blurred, making it difficult for him to distinguish.

Xuan Yan seemed to have noticed Xuan Yi’s thoughts and spoke softly:

"Are right and wrong, black and white, truth and lies so important?"

Xuan Yi looked up in confusion, as if seeking an answer.

Xuan Yan remained silent, merely looking in the direction of Su Changqing,

"Watch, he will tell you the answer."

...

At this moment, on the martial arts platform.

The area spanning a thousand zhang had already been leveled to the ground, and beside Su Changqing, no one else stood.

Regardless of the divine form or divine technique.

At the instant Su Changqing summoned the Chaos Pearl, they had lost all combat capacity.

Upon condensing his true form, the suppression, range, and power of the Chaos Pearl over the heavens and earth all surged immensely.

If these people weren’t disciples of Taoism but actual enemies.

Then this strike just now would not have merely made them vomit blood but would have resulted in their demise!

"Whew..."

Even Su Changqing couldn’t help but have his chest heave, the consumption having been substantial.

With a thousand desperate divine form prodigies and numerous divine techniques encircling him.

Even with his current combat strength, he needed to treat it seriously and give it his all.

Fortunately, his efforts hadn’t been in vain.

The prodigies before him had unknowingly gone through a transformation.

"Damn it, I... still can fight!"

Qing He struggled to stand, covered in blood.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins; even if heavily injured, his killing intent remained intense.

Most of the other Taoism prodigies were similar.

After the fierce battle, they had forgotten life and death, with only one thought in their hearts.

To prevent Su Changqing from becoming the Vice Sect Leader!

"I’m quite puzzled."

Su Changqing regained his form and looked at everyone calmly, saying:

"Why do you harbor such great malice toward me?"

Qing He spoke angrily without hesitation, "Because you are a demon! A creature of darkness!"

The rest also shouted in anger, their gazes toward Su Changqing filled with repulsion and killing intent.

"Should darkness be damned?"

Su Changqing said in his usual tone, "There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, only the prejudices in our hearts."

"I have no qualms with the Distributing Platform, and now, in this battle, I have yet to kill anyone."

"Have you considered, if I were truly a demon, why I would show such mercy to you?"

Qing He and the others’ anger faltered upon hearing this.

They surveyed their surroundings, only then realizing that although they looked miserable and had lost combat capability,

they... truly hadn’t lost a single life, just as Su Changqing had said!

"Since you believe that right is right and wrong is wrong."

"Then let me see, if disaster befalls you, whether you can truly uphold the bottom line in your hearts."

Seeing the silent crowd, Su Changqing shook his head and smiled slightly.

He lightly tapped the ground with his foot, and an endless array of formations spread from beneath him.

In just a moment, an extremely lifelike illusion array enveloped everyone present.

The spectating powerhouses couldn’t help but have their expressions change slightly.

An Array Formed by a Thought!

No one had expected Su Changqing’s skills in formations to be so advanced.

At this moment, the numerous prodigies who had essentially lost combat strength easily fell under the illusion array’s influence.

The scenery of the world around them changed drastically.

Each saw entirely different visions, but the common factor was that the places they found themselves in were the warmest corners of their hearts.

And the people accompanying them were the closest relatives they had in their lifetime.

These prodigies surveyed their surroundings; although they knew the people beside them were illusions, they couldn’t help but reveal gentle expressions.

"Mom, I don’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve seen you."

"Haha, teacher, look, I’ve reached the divine form realm now."

"Hong’er, just wait for a little longer, and I’ll come to marry you..."

The enfeebled crowd quickly immersed in the illusion.

Their faces bore happy smiles and the joy of seeing kin.

But before they could rejoice for long.

Some cultivators from reputable orthodox sects had found them.

Those people came seeking treasure, and words turned to slaughter.

Relatives were harmed, teachers slain, loved ones bled...

Those who were in heaven fell to hell in an instant.

Everyone went mad, their eyes reddened, screaming as they charged toward those so-called righteous cultivators.

But there were too many of them; with their strength, they stood no chance, helplessly watching their loved ones get killed.

No one understood that sense of powerlessness, despair, and anger.

Yet suddenly, a demon surrounded by overwhelming darkness and radiating malice arrived.

He effortlessly slew those cultivators and rescued the loved ones on the brink of death...

The brief illusion shattered suddenly at this point.

All the prodigies present, their initially blood-crazed eyes, gradually regained clarity.

No one spoke, merely sat lost in thought, reminiscing the scenes just witnessed.

"Don’t worry, it was just an illusion."

Su Changqing’s calm voice arose,

"You believe that right is right, and wrong is wrong."

"But I wonder, if the scenes from the illusion truly occurred, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, the prodigies present showed confusion in their eyes.

The righteousness they believed in tore their families apart.

The darkness they saw rescued everything from despair.

Is darkness right or wrong?

Could they label darkness as evil or those righteous cultivators as good?

Everyone remained silent, without words.

Although it was just a simple illusion, the experiences shared with Su Changqing were so similar.