Xu Xiaoshou flew up into the air and flicked out his sleeves and specks of his saliva flew about everywhere.
"Heaven and Earth are heartless. All living things are treated as straw dogs!"
"However, the practice of Dao can be devoid of emotion. When all living beings cultivate to end their suffering, they don't get rid of emotions, but cultivate true emotions!"
"True feelings are not heartless."
He almost couldn't catch his breath. His second true body slowed down, and so did his thoughts.
His gaze shifted from Yan Wuse and Rao Yaoyao's thoughtful faces to the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon's confused but intelligent eyes. He sighed and said.
"All races are born unequal. There is a difference in strength..."
"If the dragon is heartless, why bother to give each race a home?"