Song Yin was blessed by the Four Heavenly Venerates, even the most supreme of blessings.
And the Four Heavenly Venerates, they represent Chaos. As their favored one, it wouldn't be excessive to call him the Prince of Chaos.
"Chaos, huh..." Song Yin looked at his own hand, "Hardly. You all possess consciousness, while the Great Path I follow should be without consciousness."
"Oh? You do not deny it?" Xin Jiu's eyes shone with a sharp light.
"I don't deny it. What I deny is the things obtained from you Demonic Paths. The Heavenly Venerates I acknowledge are not the likes of you."
After nodding, Song Yin then shook his head, "The contrasts you mentioned—right and wrong, hope and despair, glory and bloodthirst, life and destruction, love and desire—sure, they are two sides of the same coin, just as you... no, not you, you are the embodiment of consciousness, you cannot represent Qing Bao, even Qing Bao himself cannot truly represent Himself!"
