This is a question, a question posed by the Chaos Law.
"What is Dao?"
'Dao'
A simple word, yet it holds countless interpretations, and everyone has their own understanding of the Dao.
From birth to death is Dao, the change of seasons is also Dao, a blade of grass is Dao, a grain of sand is also Dao. The interpretations of Dao are too numerous to count, from the stars of the universe to a leaf, a grain of sand. Who can truly answer what 'Dao' is?
This is an unsolvable conundrum, a problem without an answer. No matter how Ye Xuan answers, it may not be the correct answer.
At this moment.
Ye Xuan remained silent. He naturally had his understanding of the Dao, but his understanding was different from ordinary people. He held the so-called ephemeral 'Dao' in disdain, with extreme contempt.
"Answer."
Rumble!
