“Amazing!” Battle Resister said. Suddenly, he began to float up into the air, not because he was drawing on any sort of power, but simply because of his cultivation base. It was as if he were connected to heaven and earth in a mysterious fashion, and could slip through the various magical laws to their very source.

The dao was not merciful, yet, from his perspective, it suddenly did seem to have mercy.

“That’s the Merciful level!” one of the other sect leaders exclaimed. “Battle Resister, who could ever have guessed that you would break through to the Merciful level? Rumor has it that only people who have mastered consummate techniques that abound in mercy can create a mental dharma like this. You've done it. This matches your personality perfectly!”

‘The Merciful level?!’ Leaf Dao-Denier thought. ‘I've never heard of it before, but it's obviously incredible.’ Furthermore, he had no idea how Yang...