However, one side is filled with ethereal immortal music, vast and brilliant, with immortals and deities coming and going, and Daluo engaged in a struggle on this Dao, while the other is engulfed in ruin and desolation, only an endless sense of decay pervading this place.
In the largest palace, three ethereal thoughts slowly emerged.
"Big brother, you are too cunning, is this your fruit-before-cause plan?"
A rough voice rang out.
"And second brother, aren't you the one who values roots and origins the most?"
"That child is just an ordinary member of the Human Race, yet you want to intervene? I'm now doubting whether you are the thought left by my second brother!"
"Third brother, you are always so impatient."
A thought exuding a sacred and majestic aura spoke up.
"Hmph! Am I impatient? That child is my personal disciple!!"
The lazy figure riding a green ox spoke slowly.
"My cause and effect, before yours.."
