At that moment, Hen Dao shook his head and said, "The Supreme Above once declared that the death of the Great Path was real and undeniable."
His trust in the Supreme Above was unconditional.
"Your Supreme Above is nothing but the Heart Demon of that old man, perhaps a mere pawn as well," chuckled the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.
Hen Dao didn't make any rebuttal.
"If the Great Path is the chess player, who can contend with it? If we are all but pawns, how can there be any notion of autonomy?" Hen Dao didn't argue, but instead spoke very calmly, "Regardless, our duty is to liberate the Supreme Above. This is our mission and the reason for our existence."
Just as the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning had said, what if the Great Path had not perished?
Hen Dao was well aware that if the Great Path had schemed, who could have escaped?
"I've always had a question, as a follower of the Great Path, why did you rebel?" Hen Dao's tone shifted once again.