Nine skies initiated the intent of Dao, the Western Continent thundered.
Li Ping'an steered his boat across the nine skies, waiting for his moment to enter the scene.
He had estimated, even if the Human Race had the advantage from the start of this massive battle, it would still take at least several days to complete the encirclement of the Spirit Mountain area.
Thus, he looked down upon all living beings from on high, gaining a flash of spiritual insight as he pondered the relationship between 'war and peace,' 'living beings and the Heavenly Dao,' and, without much hesitation, he began to meditate, carefully perceiving the world around him.
He had been to the battlefields between the Human Race and the Demon Race,
that experience gave him a profound understanding of the great battle of living beings that was about to erupt below, evoking many vivid, realistic, and fleshy images in his heart.
Gradually, Li Ping'an's insights began to overrun him.
